Winded through monotone 

One foot on checkered floor 

Head hung but still watching 

One dimlit figurine 



Concealed 

Pass it on 

Appeal 

Play along 



Please don't stop singing 

Cohorts are empty jars 



Concealed 

Pass it on 

Appeal 

Play along 



Meanwhile another scene 

Tracking mud while blood letting 

We've been so proud 



Watch how our star behaves 

We'll all roll in our graves 

Sink with every word 

While all their backs were turned 



Meanwhile our little gem 

Is sleeping with sycophants 

But now and then we're joining in 

Tracking mud while blood letting 

We've been so proud