the knowledgeable hasbeens

knock the wind the wind right out

knock it off

i can't breathe

could i sing another line?

i think my knees are getting weak

and yes

these knees are weak

but who would believe in a hypocrite who sells himself

who's your scapegoat now?

well

it's a million to one

but i think i got the part

trampled through the grind

i wouldn't extend my disgust

but there's no one here except you

i don't see the point

in carrying on

we could make the best

out of nothing

who's your scapegoat now?

who's your scapegoat?

who's your scapegoat now?

well

it's a million to one

but i think i got the part

trampled through the grind

i would sustain this contempt

but i'd be wasting time again

hey

it's all i've got

please leave the confessions

i could find a job

waiting tables

or something