All my problems are going blind
Along the calf paths of the mind
And work away from sun to sun
To do what other men have done
We take the steps arranged for us
And follow what is convenient
As long as I'm your handicap you'll always be my pawn
As long as I'm your handicap you'll always be my pawn
As long as I'm your handicap you'll always be my pawn
As long as I'm your handicap you'll always be my pawn
My thoughts were all hand-me-downs
I was sgkjhsgli towards the crowd
Where I fled to some place else
Where I could rid myself
What happened to the genuine?
What happened to an ovation?
I'll make things right
We won't divide
We will align
Oh
I will make things right
Adjust my crooked spine
I will make things right
Rid my eyes and open my mind
I will make things right
I'll make believe that we were always standing upright
(I'm appalled, I'm appalled)
I'll make things right
We won't divide
We will align
Oh
I'll make things right
We won't divide
We will align
Oh
As long as I'm your handicap you'll always be my pawn
As long as I'm your handicap you'll always be my pawn
As long as I'm your handicap you'll always be my pawn
As long as I'm your handicap you'll always be my pawn
Yeah, yeah