Drinking From the Pond

Hey mister fiction What's your ambition? Feeding the masses or keeping the corpses warm? Shoot me your culture Pour me your knowledge Give me no warning Blow out the candlelight Hey operator Hold the receiver Dont ask for nothing, draw me the battle lines Do me a favour Tell me you want to Become a cobbler when your shoe is untied And tell me that the only way to forget anything is Drinking from the pond Then i'll be waving bye, bye, bye Cause i find you rather strange Hey entertainer What's up the ladder? Begging for money or piling up bags of gold? Loosen your tie or relieve the pressure Open the floodgates, let all your brains spill out And tell me that the only way to forget anything is Drinking from the pond Then i'll be waving bye, bye, bye Cause i find you rather strange