Story Of My Life - Holy Hive

Old tiger walked into his cage, made up his bed of straw

Spoke out the bars to those come of age: 'don't sharpen your claws'

If you’re in it for the money, there’s none there

In it for the truth, well no-one cares

Power and glory

Best you’ll get is a story

I was once there out in the field, I tired of my chasing

Best you can hope for is for warmth, small fires blazing

If you’re in it for the money, there’s none there

In it for the truth, well no-one cares

Power and glory

Best you’ll get is a story

Many and I preyed on this all we predators' nature (?)

If you’re in it for the money, there’s none there

In it for the truth, well no-one cares

Power and glory

Best you’ll get is a story