They stick their knives and forks in me
Coz a dinner they have made
They want to serve me up
Then say that I am saved
Do all in their power
To quietly persecute
Everything that is good
And is based in Truth
And do I falter on the brink
Do I let the ship go down
Do I be the King and Queen
The ocean of this town
Ever to inspire
The faint of heart with lies
But I tire
Of all your futile tries 
And kicking it with the cool
As a beat finds my feet
And I find the love 
Like the first time he and I meet
And all their cattle prods
And their medication
Is not enough 
To get me to skip this station