They broke you down You cannot win A voodoo doll All stuck with pins You're getting out Well, think again Chances are slim Chances are slim The fire burns That was your own Now it's getting Out of control You're scorched and burned From limb to limb Will you recover? Chances are slim Chances are slim The stage is set You've set the tone The exit's there You're going home It's pack-up time So you begin You're getting out Don't start to grin Chances are slim Chances are slim