I guess I make my way ok

I guess I do

I guess I get by just like you

I'm keeping to myself though

If you don't mind

I don't want to leave any fingerprints

Movin down the boulavard

The walk of fame

The japanese

Their up against, their trying

To match the hand sizes with the household names

And I just try to bob and weave

And keep from bumpin into furry

Fairy prostututes, and make it to the corner

Gonna lose myself inside

Outside news

Chorus

I remember when I first had come to town and you suggested

I kneel and kiss the ground you were such a prophet then to me

And you, your nothing to me

Nobody wants to help when you start with a please

To suplicate is not the way

You gotta put the other man down on his knees

But that's not why I arrived, no

That was not the reason

Don't mind if I retire from a town without one

Just like a season

Chorus

I remember when I first had come to town, and you suggested

I kneel and kiss the ground, you were such a prophet then to me

And you, you're nothing to me

Waltzing slowly

In counter time to your piercing cameras before me

Moving closer I've come to know that there's nothing in there to show me

Pretty good show she said

I kinda like your style

Well maybe we could go to bed

And I can help you run the three minute mile

But first you got to take the drinks

You gotta learn to fake the smiles

She was a piece of past her prime

Real estate a late, great

Tit turnstile

Chorus

I remember when I first had come to town and you suggested

I kneel and Kiss the ground

You were such a prophet then to me

And you, you're nothing to me

I remember when I first had come to town and you suggested

I kneel and kiss the ground

You were such a prophet then