You're No Exception

Hey, send in the clowns

Looks like they’re already here

Torches light up the town screaming tyranny and I need to cut my hair

And love is a flower trampled under all your dime store jackboots

And I wonder by the hour how did this

self-righteous anger take root anyhow, spurious sacred cow

Mama don’t raise no losers

But somehow now, you’re everybody’s fool

Collective will, will roll this bolder up that hill

You’re no exception to this rule.

Hey, the camera caught you screaming

It’s the only game in town

What colour do you dream in, a few subtle shades of brown

But every hill that you’ll die on is the slightest change in elevation

Instinct you rely on by a gaslit state-run tv station coup d’etat,

open carry baseball bat

Mama don’t raise no losers

But somehow now, you’re everybody’s fool

Collective will, will roll this bolder up that hill

You’re no exception to this rule.

Walks in everyday life now. Evangelic a-la-carte

The preacher’s taken a wife now and inveigled her body, mind and...

Mama don’t raise no losers

But somehow now, you’re everybody’s fool

Collective will, will roll this bolder up that hill

You’re no exception to this rule.