Lyrics

Enter misguided aspiring mogul He's handing me a card, he wants to put out a single And that's the way it's working in a marketplace If you can talk a better mousetrap you're buying office space And the world beats a pathway to your basement door And I'm no smarter than they were, no more clever than they And my face was as shiny, that's why I watch what I say And I avoid rose-colored backwards-glancing cliches So with all this perfection, who's gonna make a brilliant mistake? Can I save one speck for innocence, can I tell you off with tact? Can I give you all your pound of flesh and then show you my back? Cos when they took it over we fell in line like perfect dupes Yeah, we were so impressed to finally catch their interest That we mortgaged more than we could ever recoup Is it something in the water? Something's missing in their eyes Substituting strategy for content or surprise A singular obsession with a narrow sort of fame Though everyone that came before them also had a name They agree to these concessions before looking once around And dig out their own pitfalls with gold shovels laid around Like the ends are just so marvelous to justify the means They depend upon anemic distillation of extremes And when they took it over we held our nose and opened wide The kind of bitter pill you swallow like a landfill A mess of overkill and rationalize And when they took it over we fell in line like target ducks Wearing the bravest face, waiting patiently to get our taste Of the fifteen minutes that they'd lined up for us Can I save one speck for innocence, can I tell you off with tact? Can I give you all your pound of flesh and then show you my back? And I know there's nothing black-and-white, you're not an enemy But something in this bitterness, it just tastes bad to me