The Conductor

Can I please come and speak freely You've stripped my voice, but cannot take My hospitality Offers you hold above my head A well paid hostage, not strong enough To attempt escape I've got an offer I can't wait to make you I've got an offer I can't wait to make you Conductor of a paper orchestra But your silent symphony Does not fool me Preaching to an audience of one As you step along the backs Of everyone The hardest pill that is to take The knowledge that You've got 'em fooled You're held in high regard You don't intend to tow the line But they'll believe it As long as they keep Seeing dollar signs I've got an offer I can't wait to make you I've got an offer I can't wait to make you Conductor of a paper orchestra But your silent symphony Does not fool me Preaching to an audience of one As you step along the backs Of everyone Means won't justify you To what end Ends will come to haunt you Soon my friend Means won't justify you To what end Ends will come to haunt you Soon my friend What is the measure of a man Character What's on his paycheck Or is it something more Won't compromise integrity I'd rather be out on the street And live abundantly I've got an offer I can't wait to make you I've got an offer I can't wait to make you Conductor of a paper orchestra But your silent symphony Does not fool me Preaching to an audience of one As you step along the backs Of everyone