You're the man of the hour
And your party's got it all
Chandelier on the ceiling
Framed picture of you on the wall
But you can't even get there
Cuz your carburetor stalled
Looking up to the heavens
Cuz you were blackballed
Oh yeah... You were blackballed
Trudging down the sidewalk
Thumbing for a ride
Night's creeping up overhead
And you're feeling dead inside
A truck crashes through a puddle
Now all your clothes are soaked
And you're walking with a limp
Cuz after that your ankle broke
Your family's waiting for ya
Mom says "He shoulda called
If he knew he was gonna be running late" but no
Cuz you were blackballed
You were blackballed
Oh yes, you were blackballed
Oh no! You were blackballed
When you finally show up
Everyone is gone
Your suit-jacket's in tatters
And you got no shoes on
Looking up to the heavens
Cuz it's all God's fault
He didn't want you to celebrate
So instead, you were blackballed
Oh yeah, you were blackballed
Oh yeah, you were blackballed
C'mon... you were blackballed