Beware the rotting wind
Of complacency
It loves to suck you in
Till you`re history
If you can`t afford the price
Of a fatal slip
You better learn to dance
To the master`s whip
(chorus)
Keep the tension on
It helps to keep the tension on
There`s something to be said
For the sweating palm
There`s nothing like the high
>From a ticking bomb
You`ve got to put yourself
To the acid test
Or let your life decay
In a fat-cat`s rest
repeat chorus
All day long I dream I`m outside
On the hundredth floor
Down below are people - screaming
Feel their tension soar