
HAND OF FOOLS 

Credits:
Words and music by Peter Noone 

Streets echo the last retreat
Dust falls to the ground
A mother cries help 

While walking in paradise
Look around and you'll see
We're stripping it bare
Soon there'll be no place to turn 

Who plays the hand of fools
With who's God given right
It's out of control
Don't it show 

While profit oils the big machines
And we're short changed the facts
Where does it stop
The lifeblood is slipping away every day 

And who plays the hand of fools
With who's God given right
It's out of control
It's out of control 

And who plays the hand of fools
In a war torn and savage place
It's out of control
And it chills to the bone 

And who plays the hand of fools
With who's God given right
It's out of control
It's out of control 

And who plays the hand of fools
In a war torn and savage place
It's out of control
And it chills to the bone 

And who plays the hand of fools
With who's God given right
It's out of control
It's out of control 

Za za zoo
