The band co-wrote this song with me, helping me figure out how all the parts should go together. Guest vocalist Liz Aday tears it up over the end vamp. This song qualifies as the "single" of the album in the view of many.
Boy King, perched on his throne
I spy something don't belong
One of these things is not like the others
Another battle won, I'm afraid you've run out of ways
To make yourself look like the underdog
Strident howls of indignation, you cry "Discrimination!"
I wonder if you even know what that is
A ploy so calculated, misunderestimated you
The undisputed King of cynical spin
I know what is moral and I know what is right
And I know how to save us by exploiting our might
All you beautiful dreamers with your peace and your love
I don't want to hear it, don't want to hear it
Don't even say fair use
OK, I'm cryin' "Uncle", looks like my will has buckled
You caught me unprepared for your vicious assault
Uh oh, was that a crumble? Did I just see you stumble?
I think you missed a spot and that's all I needed
Got a good look at the road ahead
Doesn't appear to be anyone left
Gonna get a lot worse 'fore it gets any better
from Life Like Luster,
released September 27, 2007
Music by Farley, Daymont, and Johnston. Words by Farley.