Why are you here tonight
Drank your whole live away
You want to give up your fight
With the sun at the brink of day
Mister, Mister
Your the crazy one on tv
Waving your weight in the wind
Threats to let go and be free
Of the thoughts always on your mind
Mister, Mister
What about your little princess
Or your sobing wedded wife
Witnessing their man commit suicide
Just because he had an unfair life
Mister, Mister
No wings will await you up there
For giving up what others pray for
Never knew you were the lucky one
Its been down hill to you since thirty-four
Mister, Mister
Jump if you wish, ride mortality
They'll call you a selfish bastard
Drinking away their own humility
Till they too become another coward
Mister, Mister
You fell across the fall line
A hero no more, only a bloody disaster
They stand in pure horror tonight
Just another one, like the last Mister