The Moralist on the mountain top
The cap gun cowboy caught playin' dress up
Patrols his cartoon beat with his costume clothes

The d___ fool with his ten ton chip
His bouge-wop blues and his heartbreak habit
Slings his lightning bolts, his arrows and stones

But you could do it forever
It won't make you better
Cause you won't find your mark

You could use a mirror
To see your target clearer
All the bad blood that hijacked your heart

But you got what you asked for, so don't even start
You're never a victim
So own what you did son, admit what you are

Dead-weight in a tight-rope trance
The pain pill preacher astray in his wasteland
Clenched teeth in a canyon he can't close

There's me racin' right along
The jukebox jester stuck on the same song
A mouth full of lies, a head full of holes

Until I got worried
And saw the life I could lead
If I backed up off that road

And let the ground come to me
Steady under my knees
Let me anger burn into hope

I asked for perspective and it untied my hands
I see the role I played
I chose my own way, can't blame me for that

So when you're sorry
And one day, you will be
I wish you all the best

I hope that you drop softly
And it don't end too badly
And your ragin' head can finally rest

And you could be honest
And rescue yourself

But I walk my own road
I'll go where you won't go
You won't put me through hell, nah ah

Cause now I see through you
Believe what you need to
Go haunt someone else

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