Hey, if it's moving, it's not broken Probably just a sprain Go tell the newsman And the copper in the chopper It was just a game Look, see I'm walking and I hardly Have to clutch my chest I heard you talking Saying something 'bout a Kevlar vest I look like you with your pearls Choking on rosy shame Shame, shame You're rich, young and cruel And you made this hell in your hallway Shame, shame, shame You wanted a duel But I'm above the fucking fray Shame Boy with a blue check and a stacked deck Full of jokers wild Oi, I can see you In the rearview with a sneer too sad to recognize Hopping the dropped Powerlines like a boy cop Who just realized you can't dominate anything When it's the end of history You look like you ripped your pearls Choking on rosy shame Shame, shame You're rich, young and cruel And you made this hell in your hallway Shame, shame, shame You wanted a duel But I'm above the fucking fray Shame You look like you ripped your pearls Choking on rosy shame Shame, shame Shame, shame, shame Shame, shame, shame You wanted a duel But I'm above the fucking fray Shame