Skin

I was getting ready to be a threat
 I was getting set for my
 Accidental suicide
 The kind where no one dies
 No one looks too surprised
 Then you
 Then you realize
 You're riding on a para-success
 Of this heavy-handed metaphor
 And a feeling like you've been here before
 'Cause you've been here before
 And you've been here before
 Then a word washed ashore
 Then a word washed ashore
 Then a word washed ashore
 Sovay, Sovay, Sovay
 All along the day
 I was getting ready to consider my next plan of attack
 I think I'm gonna sack
 The whole board of trustees
 All those Don Quixotes and their B-17's
 And I swear this time
 Yeah this time
 They'll blow us back to the 70's
 And this time
 They're playing Ride of the Valkyries
 With no semblance of grace or ease
 And they're acting on vagaries
 With their violent proclivities
 And they're playing Ride
 They're playing Ride
 They're playing Ride
 Ride, Ride of the Valkyries
 Sovay, Sovay, Sovay
 All along the day
 And I was getting ready to threaten to be a threat
 Instead of thinking about my plan of attack
 I think I'm gonna sack
 The whole board of trustees
 All those Don Quixotes and their B-17's
 And I swear this time
 They'll blow us back to the 70's
 And this time
 They're playing Ride of the Valkyries
 With no semblance of grace or ease
 And they're acting on vagaries
 With their violent proclivities
 And they're playin' Ride
 And they're playin' Ride
 They're playin' Ride
 And they're playin' Ride
 They're playin' Ride
 They're playin' Ride
 Ride of the Valkyries
 Sovay, Sovay, Sovay
 So...