To Catch a Snipe

I guess i should start

With the rising scene

Over the city

The busiest extras sit drinking their tea

Driving hard to be seen

Not quite stars

But well on their way

Through mechanical breathing

And controllable thinking

But enough about no ones

Back to my show

I'll tell you a story

About someone i know

When he sang out,

"well everyone's whispering about

Things that shouldn't matter

All they care about

Is who they came with to the show

Here's your lights

Hear them right they go"

What does he think that he's trying to prove

Oh, and where does he get off using those moves

It's opening night and he's hogging my spotlight

Baby, there ain't room for two

"kill the lights," he screams

"watch me shout," he sings

"la-la da-da dada-da

Where there's a way from the stage

To the top of the world

I'll be there"

Watch me turn all these notes into welts

And to how could the crowd be so blind dead without you

Well remind them much longer

In spite of their laughter

He knows the one who laughs last

Is the one who laughs loudest

What does he think that he's trying to prove

Oh, and where does he get off using those moves

It's opening night and he's hogging my spotlight

Baby, there ain't room for two

"kill the lights," he screams

"watch me shout," he sings

"la-la da-da dada-da

Where there's a way from the stage

To the top of the world

I'll be there

Enough is enough

No more time for show

Brains is mine racing

Life is bull to us

Fed up with these games

No more reaching or needing

These not-quite friends

They make a puppet out of me

They'll make a puppet out of anything

The pocket full of strings

And an awesome old wig

In a matter of time they'll be screaming his name

He could smell the sweet roses

Sail toward the stage

Now the house lights are dimming

Show is beginning

Please take your seats while we thank you for coming

One more last thing

I raised up our hands as i make them all sing