Wide

Lampposts, flickering torches
Make out the random attack
Colour the victim's bright new clothes
I turn my back
And distance myself from the pack of humans

Strip down to the size
Of my favourite neighbourhood
The smell has me mesmerized
The one thing I know is good
I know is good

Has got me believing
My small role down here
Has significant meaning
I try to calm my fears
Clearly revealed
Through open skies
Meet the simplest of crowds
The trees are very loud

Like ogres high on wine
Their long beards growing wide
Swaying under the moon
Laughing with the loon
They can hear me speak out loud
They can hear me speak out loud
They can hear me speak out loud
They can hear me speak out loud

I was mopping marble floors
For heavy rich men
Sweating in their overpriced beds
I can't plan ahead
If I stay, I'm dead

Their boiling rage
Made all too clear
By their words of hate
I've no place here

They've got no power over me
They'll do what they can
I don't understand
They've got no power over me
They've got no power over me

I was mopping marble floors
For heavy rich men
Sweating in their overpriced beds
I can't plan ahead
I can't plan ahead
If I stay, I'm dead

I'm dead