Silver And Steel Lyrics & Chords By The World Provider

In the court of mass opinion
It's an open-and-shut case
Push me off to the side, forget my face

In the margins of a footnote
Illegible scrawls unseen
Indicate my place in this little scene

Who spiked the drink of the teetotaler?
Who's heding the call of the old yodeller?

I devised a whole new system
To impress the kids these days
But the fickle kids had moved on a ways

So I approached the tribal elders
But the elders weren't so keen
I'm the Rodney Dangerfield of the scene

Who's building a ship out of silver and steel? (Me)
Won't you come on board? I'll throw in love to sweeten the deal

Come on, can't a fella get a little smile?
On the other side of your blinders
There lies a world that only assholes revile
We belong on top, with our names dropped
And the fashion cops enforcing our style

Who's coming along on a beach holiday? You!
It's the brightest hour of the darkest day
Now what do you say, hey whaddya say?