Now listen to the whine
Of the men of the hour
Jealous of their time
So reckless with their power
Never far from home
Delusional with danger
They keep the consequences
From the prying eyes of strangers
Nothing we could do
'Cos who could have imagined
They'll have to find some local fool
And have him turn his badge in
The bucks are stopping here
But not the bills or the abuses
It's a luck thing their contract
Comes with built-in good excuses
But who will bear the weight of their decisions?
And who will buy the time it takes
To teach us long division
The only comfort here me be that nothing disappears
Now things are looking good
If only you remember
They'll help you if they could
Better yet if you're a member
Advantage for the few
Will benefit the many
If only they would have the faith
To rise above the envy
But who will bear the weight of their decisions?
And who will buy the time it takes
To teach us long division
The only comfort here might be that nothing disappears
But who will bear the weight of their decisions?
And who will buy the time it takes
To teach us long division
The only comfort here might be that nothing disappears