Strawman - The Revivalists

You think you’re pretty bright ‘cause mama called you son that don’t mean

nothing

You got your bloody knuckles from breaking bricks with all your muscle it don’t

mean nothing

Wasting so much energy

Searching for an enemy

To ease the doubt and keep your hand

You can’t knock it down like a strawman

Change my gear shift into drive

Stay awake while I’m alive

With good humor and a shoddy plan

I can set afire to my strawman

Hey you know things could always be easier

Hey but though we all complain

Even so watch out for meteors, meat-eaters, and other forms of wild game

Sold a millions diamonds but never gave up one that don’t mean nothing

You got your bloody nose from breaking bricks with all the girls it don’t mean

nothing

Hey little Scotty why you on the loose you got your head and your shoulders and

a good excuse

Excuse the dues freezing your plan you can knock it down like a strawman

Hey you know things could always be easier

Hey but though we all complain

Even so watch out for meteors, meat-eaters, and other forms of wild game

If only this if only that

Change the one thing holding me back

And I can make it like it’s not

I’ll be so free sitting on top

The world it flies it does not wait

For you to accept your own fate

Come to in all your foolish pride

Hear in lies truth you may despise

The skies don’t care much who you are

They’ll strike you down with a meteor

Wasting so much energy

Searching for an enemy

To ease the doubt and keep my hand

I can’t knock it down like a strawman