The Jester

(альбом: OK, I'M SICK - 2019)

Like a Jester at the ball
Rubbed my shoulders with the kings
And I was draped in gold and velvet
Bathing in applause while I was jumping through the rings
And then the cooks would sound a bell
And all the kings would lick their lips
But I couldn't find a place mat
The dinner table's full and there's no room for me to sit

Is there anybody out there looking out for me?
Just say you want me, just say you need me
Is there anybody out there looking out for me?
Does anybody need me?

Is every last soul just fucking me over?
With tears on their shoes and ice on their shoulders.
Is there anybody out there looking out for me?

Lord, I live to entertain
All my pride is in my praise
I hum along with this vibration
And hope to god I make it
If any chord that I could strum
Made me feel less like a man
I'd slam my fingers in the doorway
And shatter all the bones so I could never strum again

Is there anybody out there looking out for me?
Just say you want me, just say you need me
Is there anybody out there looking out for me?
For me?

Is every last soul just fucking me over?
With tears on their shoes and ice on their shoulders
Is there anybody out there looking out for me?

Is there anybody out there looking out for me?
Just say you want me, just say you need me
Is there anybody out there looking out for me?
For me?

Is every last soul just fucking me over
With tears on their shoes and ice on their shoulders
Is there anybody out there looking out for me?
For me?

Is every last soul just fucking me over
With tears on their shoes and ice on their shoulders
Is there anybody out there looking out for me?