I saw a very good man doing a very bad thing
I saw water flow up hill and the dead living
Fuller lives than you or I could ever conceive
I saw a very bad man doing a very good thing
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(whoa, whoa)
A hunger we all feed
The most consistent thing
As inconsistency
And it's had to have it easy
Swimming in mola**es
Yeah, you're drowning in gold
And you know, you know you won't grow
Crawling from the cushions
Yeah you're fleeing from the feast
It's so hard to have it easy
No Goliath, but you've got the stones
And they weigh you down wherever you go
When you've no need for the cards up your sleeve
You're bound to get paper cuts
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When I say "Jump"
You say "how high?"
When I say "Jump"
You say "how goddamn high?"
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But now when I say "Jump"
You ask "Why?"
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[Chorus 2? x3]
When I say "Jump"
You say "how goddamn high?"