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 [Chorus] (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 [Chorus] [Chorus 2? x3] When I say "Jump" You say "how high?" When I say "Jump" You say "how goddamn high?" [Chorus 2? x3] But now when I say "Jump" You ask "Why?" [Chorus x2] [Chorus 2? x3] When I say "Jump" You say "how goddamn high?"