Tear the walls down baby or you never will get too far
Speak up baby when you're telling 'em who you are
Can't back off if you're in the corner
Can't slack off when they think they own you
Listen to me when I say
They can't touch you, babe
They can't out strut you, baby.
Run to where you're hiding now, run
But you can't hide from what you're running from
Reading their directions while you're pouring out your sand
You get no elucidation just the musings of a mad man
and he can't touch you, babe
He can't out strut you, baby.
They'll bend you like a willow where their switches await
Come to flog all you sinners while they prostrate their saints
Spinning their hour glass keeps 'em frozen in time
Walking on the water that they turned into wine
When your shadow's darker than it was before
When you've never seen your chariot swing so low
You just hold on to what you know
'Cause some day baby time will show
They're choking on pride while you're feeding 'em crow
And they can't touch you, babe!
They can't out strut you baby.
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