Arise from the ashtray of our discontent
While the unconvinced still condescend
Your vindication is not a sure bet
You're attached to this right 'til the end, right 'til the end
Everyone says that you're out of your mind
Pushing the boundaries all of the time
Spent your whole life turning over all stones
Go looking for snakes, might not like what you find
Oh, these things, they always take their time
And they always take their toll
I know which mistakes were mine
But I'll hold comment on the rest
Burned at stake, a heretic's fate, could've played ball with them but no, not sorry
Burned all the bridges you wanted to cross
The arsonist in you just couldn't resist, just had to persist
The truth often angers the parties exposed
The price on your head doesn't feel like a crown, it just weighs you down
Oh, these things, they always take their time
And they always take their toll
I know which mistakes were mine
But I'll hold comment on the rest
Right 'til the end, sling the rhetoric that gets them all excited
But, just beware of who's driving the bus, if you're not on, you're under it
Don't be so shocked if someday they decide to kill the messenger
But you'll be long dead before you fall off the edge of their flat earth
Together We Can Rule the Galaxy - Dead Messenger Lyrics
Together We Can Rule the Galaxy - Dead Messenger Lyrics
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Arise from the ashtray of our discontent
While the unconvinced still condescend
Your vindication is not a sure bet
You're attached to this right 'til the end, right 'til the end
Everyone says that you're out of your mind
Pushing the boundaries all of the time
Spent your whole life turning over all stones
Go looking for snakes, might not like what you find
Oh, these things, they always take their time
And they always take their toll
I know which mistakes were mine
But I'll hold comment on the rest
Burned at stake, a heretic's fate, could've played ball with them but no, not sorry
Burned all the bridges you wanted to cross
The arsonist in you just couldn't resist, just had to persist
The truth often angers the parties exposed
The price on your head doesn't feel like a crown, it just weighs you down
Oh, these things, they always take their time
And they always take their toll
I know which mistakes were mine
But I'll hold comment on the rest
Right 'til the end, sling the rhetoric that gets them all excited
But, just beware of who's driving the bus, if you're not on, you're under it
Don't be so shocked if someday they decide to kill the messenger
But you'll be long dead before you fall off the edge of their flat earth
While the unconvinced still condescend
Your vindication is not a sure bet
You're attached to this right 'til the end, right 'til the end
Everyone says that you're out of your mind
Pushing the boundaries all of the time
Spent your whole life turning over all stones
Go looking for snakes, might not like what you find
Oh, these things, they always take their time
And they always take their toll
I know which mistakes were mine
But I'll hold comment on the rest
Burned at stake, a heretic's fate, could've played ball with them but no, not sorry
Burned all the bridges you wanted to cross
The arsonist in you just couldn't resist, just had to persist
The truth often angers the parties exposed
The price on your head doesn't feel like a crown, it just weighs you down
Oh, these things, they always take their time
And they always take their toll
I know which mistakes were mine
But I'll hold comment on the rest
Right 'til the end, sling the rhetoric that gets them all excited
But, just beware of who's driving the bus, if you're not on, you're under it
Don't be so shocked if someday they decide to kill the messenger
But you'll be long dead before you fall off the edge of their flat earth
Writer: Burt Hashiguchi
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