| Picture yourself in the living room |
| Your pipe and slippers set out for you |
| I know you think that it ain’t too far |
| But I, I hear the call of a lifetime ring |
| Felt the need to get up for it Oh, you cut out the middleman |
| Get free from the middleman |
| You got no time for the messenger |
| Got no regard for the thing |
| That you don’t understand |
| You got no fear of the underdog |
| That’s why you will not survive |
| I wanna forget how conviction fits |
| But can I get out from under it? |
| Can I cut it out of me? |
| It can’t all be wedding cake |
| It can’t all be boiled away |
| I try but I can’t let go of it |
| Can’t let go of it |
| 'Cause you don’t talk to the water boy |
| And there’s so much you could learn |
| But you don’t want to know |
| You will not back up an inch ever |
| That’s why you will not survive |
| The thing that I tell you now |
| It may not go over well |
| Oh, and it may not be photo op In the way that I spell it out |
| But you won’t hear from the messenger |
| Don’t wanna know about something |
| That you don’t understand |
| You got no fear of the underdog |
| That’s why you will not survive |