Lighthouse

I wanted a private jet, I wanted a super yacht

I wanted a gold carrot, I wanted the donkey to take me there

I strangled a cartier, I scrambled a Faberge

There’s gonna be hell to pay, when I buy the wigs of anton lavey

And still I tried despite the onslaught just to rise above it

I’d be more winsome if I won sometimes - I’m certain of it

And I’ll be clinging to some saplings when Tsunamis hit

And all your pleasantries, start to sound like eulogies

So, shout it from the lighthouse loud my son

You’ve been doing it since the day you were born

And scores and scores might have come before

But they never had songs like yours

I work in convenience stores, stacking the endless shelf

I’m covered in weeping sores, at least I can say that I’ve got my health

The folly of working poor, is trying to improve ourselves

I try to keep dreaming small - on special occasions I let myself

And I’ll be clinging to some saplings when Tsunamis hit

I’d be more winsome if I won sometimes

We’ll push em back to the Palisades from the barricades

FIX BAYONETS, LADS

This whole town, might be going down

But we’ll be swinging like gorillas when we

Shout it from the lighthouse loud my son

You’ve been doing it since the day you were born

Scores and scores might have come before,

But they never had songs like yours

This whole town, might be going down

But we’ll be swinging like gorillas when we do