I was out there lookin for a job to do Having been too long upon the dole You came to me and I trusted you By then I think I would have sold my soul The things you said, the words you swore They were not easy to ignore Now Im not the man I was before Im getting out while the gettins good I was eager and nave; A ready little patsy out of school You were waiting to deceive Wasnt I the happy, willing fool Youd think that I would understand Your smoke and your mirrors and your slight-of-hand If I knew then what you had planned Im getting out while the gettins good If you want to drag yourself to Hell The gettings good So off you go, and faretheewell The gettings good Your dark devices terrify Still your young men come, and I dont know why Now youre on your way, well, so am I Im getting out while the gettins good You throw the dice, you take your chance You pay the piper when you dance Ive served my time, Ive paid my dues Now Ive nothin left to loose Ive been too long misunderstood Now Im getting out while the gettins good