Lyrics

What's Steven doing sitting, peering out the window What sort of legacy to leave when powered by an ego I hoist your chair, you know I'm there until you're dropped Left to your best estimate of why your entire world stopped Living in a sham king's dream Get me out! Seeing what the sham king sees What's Steven doing now that I have finally left home Unable to discern his own message to the people I pity persons picked to plug the hole of a dam so poorly built in days disassembled Out of touch with a bunch who feed on intolerance Eat it up regurgitate and watch me feed from your gullet it's cool