I was getting ready to be a threat
I was getting set for my
Accidental suicide
The kind where no one dies
No one looks too surprised
Then you
Then you realize
You're riding on a para-success
Of this heavy-handed metaphor
And a feeling like you've been here before
'Cause you've been here before
And you've been here before
Then a word washed ashore
Then a word washed ashore
Then a word washed ashore
Sovay, Sovay, Sovay
All along the day
I was getting ready to consider my next plan of attack
I think I'm gonna sack
The whole board of trustees
All those Don Quixotes and their B-17's
And I swear this time
Yeah this time
They'll blow us back to the 70's
And this time
They're playing Ride of the Valkyries
With no semblance of grace or ease
And they're acting on vagaries
With their violent proclivities
And they're playing Ride
They're playing Ride
They're playing Ride
Ride, Ride of the Valkyries
Sovay, Sovay, Sovay
All along the day
And I was getting ready to threaten to be a threat
Instead of thinking about my plan of attack
I think I'm gonna sack
The whole board of trustees
All those Don Quixotes and their B-17's
And I swear this time
They'll blow us back to the 70's
And this time
They're playing Ride of the Valkyries
With no semblance of grace or ease
And they're acting on vagaries
With their violent proclivities
And they're playin' Ride
And they're playin' Ride
They're playin' Ride
And they're playin' Ride
They're playin' Ride
They're playin' Ride
Ride of the Valkyries
Sovay, Sovay, Sovay
So...
