I’m on your side, see how my comb-over reflects the light?
I live by a code to fight the keepers of the status quo
I’m clearing the slate of rabble-rousers and old heads of state
I’m coming for you, armed with a hand-shake and a half-truth
Calling all favors from my past from hibernation
Well my god I thought you’d never ask, what’s the occasion?
It’s all forgotten
A hand over my heart for a foot in the door,
Then a foot in my mouth when it pleased the court
What’s a little scandal between friends?
I had to break some means just to make some ends
To my childhood philistines, you’re all just ex-liabilities
To my once-trusted go-to, I don’t know you