Battle of Bedford Falls

A fetishist and priest
Were cuttin' up in a tomb
When a ghost walked in and sucked the air out of the room
And they say «Are you friendly? Are you foe? Or can you confidently tell us you
even really know?»
He got up early
And he worked all day
He came back home and slept his life away
The choice is 'tween old and the daylight dim
But he got right up and lived the nightmare all over again
I haven’t figured it out yet
You assume the good boy will just take it on the chin
And get right up and do it over again
Cause you need a good boy to just take it on the chin
But he said «there's no more that’s left to win»
I might start it if she said
«I had a long life that I never had a chance to live»
I just wanted to go down
Go down in my own ship
Keep your eyes on
Your smartphone
While we circle
The same train
Good guys with guns
Are digging ditches
In cap and gowns
And American
Idols are
Engineering the perfect moments
They heard gatekeepers hate cold calls
But I’ve been wrong
I’ve done awful things
And embarrassed myself
I’ve let my people down
But I
I don’t wanna be good
It’s okay there’s no future for us
I wanna be good
I don’t wanna be good
If I get tired as the camera flash
In a stadium where this useless game is played
Again and again and again and again and again and again and again