My spirit is anointed with self esteem
So why shouldn't I cross the T's and dot the I's
I'll keep you over the brink till you figure this is not a dream
And you give up waiting for the stars to align
The merchants on the streets are selling their very souls
But there are no buyers during this depression
The communists are eating from Tibetan singing bowls
While the fallen angel attends his first confession
And I walk a chalk line
You spend too many hours in your hammock by the sea
Lazing in the sunlight, smoking king size cigarettes
You act like there's nothing wrong, sipping from your ice tea
Your country's sold, but you have no debts
And I walk a chalk line
There is no turning back, the lighthouse is on fire
I'll pack this bloody suitcase and I'll be on my way
The aliens are sweating, building an empire
And you calmly order one more of those frappes
And I walk a chalk line
My spirit is anointed with self esteem
So why shouldn't I cross the T's and dot the I's
I'll keep you over the brink till you figure this is not a dream
And you give up waiting for the stars to align
The merchants on the streets are selling their very souls
But there are no buyers during this depression
The communists are eating from Tibetan singing bowls
While the fallen angel attends his first confession
And I walk a chalk line
You spend too many hours in your hammock by the sea
Lazing in the sunlight, smoking king size cigarettes
You act like there's nothing wrong, sipping from your ice tea
Your country's sold, but you have no debts
And I walk a chalk line
There is no turning back, the lighthouse is on fire
I'll pack this bloody suitcase and I'll be on my way
The aliens are sweating, building an empire
And you calmly order one more of those frappes
And I walk a chalk line