Oh, I am quite tired of this lunatic...
"There's a battle in his head that he cannot win. There's a man that he can never be."
He surrounds himself with ego and phone calls.
Calling people poseurs and wannabes.
There is a mirror in her eye when he says these things and he drowns in it like
a pseudo prince from a snow white fairytale.
He thinks himself a titan, when
the more he talks, the more people shrink
away in his presence.
A fizzled lightning bolt gone mad in the solitude of his synapse lapses.
And brimming with lies, so mad that he believes them himself.
A mad hat to be sure, brimming to the top with mercury, a rabbit falling
out of his pants.
And stingy as hell,
stringy hair falling out of his head.
Each strand a measured time of his youth slipping away.
Mad mad mad as hell.
A fallen mother, a fallen wife, fallen women all around and always
the finger pointing in another direction.
The wind is going to blow that finger back in someday.
"Ooh, it's scrambled eggs what he says
He accuses me of treachery
Got the nine lies, got the wide eyes,
got a failing grade in chemistry
If you count back to the balcony
when all we saw was a mystery
of a blonde-haired boy brought his mother joy
with his pedigree and family tree
Oh, lay it all out on a wicker couch
that you wove in a loony bin
Cut it out, it's a second-round bout
not the way of a gentleman
Ah, give it up, get a job,
take a pill and leave me be
He's got a synapse lapse he don't think he has
but it's been proven empirically
"If they take something precious from me,
I'm gonna take something precious from them."
Oh now he's losing his constituency,
we thought "Oh, this could never happen again."
If I take something precious from him,
he try to take something precious from me
There's a battle in his head that he cannot win
There's a man that he could never be
Oh no
Way to go
He's the mayor
Oh, I'm quite tired of this lunatic
Why must we suffer ''cause the mayor's sick?
He say: "All abandon from this sinking ship."
and he's off on another trip
No, he don't care about environment
He has made this a shitty place
My interest rate shrinks at a rapid pace
compounded daily on my worried face
"If they take something precious from me,
I'm gonna take something precious from them."
Oh now he's losing his constituency,
we thought "Oh, this could never happen again."
If I take something precious from him,
he try to take something precious from me
There's a battle in his head that he cannot win
There's a man that he could never be
Oh no
Way to go
He's the mayor
"If they take something precious from me,
I'm gonna take something precious from them."
Oh now he's losing his constituency,
we thought "Oh, this could never happen again."
(You're gonna hang your head and cry)
If I take something precious from him,
he try to take something precious from me
There's a battle in his head that he cannot win
There's a man that he could never be
(go ahead, go ahead and cry)
You're gonna hang your head and cry
Your gonna hang your head and cry
you're gonna cry
(He's the mayor)
(Oh no, way to go, he's the mayor)
He surrounds himself with ego and phone calls.
Calling people poseurs and wannabes.
There is a mirror in her eye when he says these things and he drowns in it like
a pseudo prince from a snow white fairytale.
He thinks himself a titan, when
the more he talks, the more people shrink
away in his presence.
A fizzled lightning bolt gone mad in the solitude of his synapse lapses.
And brimming with lies, so mad that he believes them himself.
A mad hat to be sure, brimming to the top with mercury, a rabbit falling
out of his pants.
And stingy as hell,
stringy hair falling out of his head.
Each strand a measured time of his youth slipping away.
Mad mad mad as hell.
A fallen mother, a fallen wife, fallen women all around and always
the finger pointing in another direction.
The wind is going to blow that finger back in someday.
"Ooh, it's scrambled eggs what he says
He accuses me of treachery
Got the nine lies, got the wide eyes,
got a failing grade in chemistry
If you count back to the balcony
when all we saw was a mystery
of a blonde-haired boy brought his mother joy
with his pedigree and family tree
Oh, lay it all out on a wicker couch
that you wove in a loony bin
Cut it out, it's a second-round bout
not the way of a gentleman
Ah, give it up, get a job,
take a pill and leave me be
He's got a synapse lapse he don't think he has
but it's been proven empirically
"If they take something precious from me,
I'm gonna take something precious from them."
Oh now he's losing his constituency,
we thought "Oh, this could never happen again."
If I take something precious from him,
he try to take something precious from me
There's a battle in his head that he cannot win
There's a man that he could never be
Oh no
Way to go
He's the mayor
Oh, I'm quite tired of this lunatic
Why must we suffer ''cause the mayor's sick?
He say: "All abandon from this sinking ship."
and he's off on another trip
No, he don't care about environment
He has made this a shitty place
My interest rate shrinks at a rapid pace
compounded daily on my worried face
"If they take something precious from me,
I'm gonna take something precious from them."
Oh now he's losing his constituency,
we thought "Oh, this could never happen again."
If I take something precious from him,
he try to take something precious from me
There's a battle in his head that he cannot win
There's a man that he could never be
Oh no
Way to go
He's the mayor
"If they take something precious from me,
I'm gonna take something precious from them."
Oh now he's losing his constituency,
we thought "Oh, this could never happen again."
(You're gonna hang your head and cry)
If I take something precious from him,
he try to take something precious from me
There's a battle in his head that he cannot win
There's a man that he could never be
(go ahead, go ahead and cry)
You're gonna hang your head and cry
Your gonna hang your head and cry
you're gonna cry
(He's the mayor)
(Oh no, way to go, he's the mayor)
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