Bigger Man

Here you go again Still out, still right, still not listening How it's always been Doesn't make it make any sense You were born on the high road But somehow I always go higher (but somehow I always go higher) Oh, I hit all the high notes But still don't got a seat in the choir (don't got a seat in the choir) I've pedaled upstream where the river end I've touched sticks and stones to an olive branch I've made a full house from a shitty hand Yet, here I am, still gotta be bigger than thе bigger man Turn the other cheek At somе point, you wonder, how nice can you be? Was it up to me? Maybe it's your turn to think before you speak Your streets are golden Mine are paved with your leftovers (mine are paved with your leftovers) The world's spinning backwards Same things happen over and over (same things happen over and over) And over I've pedaled upstream where the river end I've touched sticks and stones to an olive branch I've made a full house from a shitty hand Yet, here I am, still gotta be bigger than the bigger man It's not your problem You think it's none of your business Oh, you think you're tired Try it longer than three minutes I've pedaled upstream where the river end I've touched sticks and stones to an olive branch I've made a full house from a shitty hand Yet, here I am, still gotta be bigger than the bigger man