He’d die on the floor, for a kangaroo court.
Poke eyes out before, sight wasn’t a chore.
Cry to the lord, “No crown has a thorn?!”
He’s buying the score, you’re lighting the board.
He says what you think, I’m sorry you don’t.
At the very least, that’s something you know.
Just sit down and eat, and reap what you sow.
Your ham and cheese, is greasy and cold.
You’re standing on a ball
Floating around space.
Demanding for a wall
Is how you spent your day.
Is it a bore, just blaming the poor?
Waging a war, then locking the door.
Whose freedom was for, us storming the shore?
If rights aren’t born, then less isn’t more.
You’re standing on a ball
Floating around space.
Demanding for a wall
They all will fall one day.
(Solo w/ Bridge)
You’re standing on a ball.
Ground control to Major Tom.
You’re standing on a ball
Floating around space.
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