Graham Bonnet Band - Jester Lyrics

Jester
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Standing on a tightrope
With this twisted man
Some have lost their balance as they follow him
Seems they lost their fear of falling with no safety net
I don't want to lose my foot hold so I'm turning back

Do they know where they're trying to go?
Save us all, turnaround

Stand back when he speaks, his words that reek of shit
Don't take in the air around, he's poisoned it
He's trying to hypnotize you with his tiny waving hands
He won't lead you, he'll just drag you into his plan

Do you know where you're going to?
Don't be fooled, turn around

Here he comes, the great pretender
He comes off like some bad actor, accidentally funny
As he's speaking from the house on the hill
He's supposed to be our captain
If he is, G-d help us
Someone else must take the wheel