He made a call to the president
subtle and sweet,
but the animals cry
for all your phones and freeways
loaded homes, insured and safe
I don't need what you need
I've got nothing to sell to you
if a man is what you need
I've got nothing to sell to you
and I'm still that,
I'm still that little boy
And here's a thought as you hold underwater
the minute real life apparently can't sit still
and you're so scared that it's not what you wanted
the pattern pulls another low
They say the fire's out, washed up by the stream
I don't need what you need
I've got nothing to sell to you
if a man is what you need
I've got nothing to sell to you
and I'm still that,
I'm still that little boy
Let the power run out,
let the houses burn
I've got nothing to sell to you
if a man is what you need
I've got nothing to sell to you
and I'm still that,
I'm still that little boy (x3)