They put a new clown on the throne today
New paint, new smile, and the same game to play
He'll promise the world, but talk is cheap
And I'd buy it all for a public speech again
And again
I didn't bother getting out of bed
Got bigger fish to fry swimming in my head
I have to be on time, but the trains run late
How I'd like to swap places with the trains for a day
Fiction begins again
Fiction begins again
Fiction begins again
Fiction begins again
Jackson Pollock was a prophet
Yet it brought him only pain
He captured the hearts of man
With the stroke of his hand
And somehow I am the same
It's a martyr they want
It's a martyr they'll get
But attention is short
And they're soon to forget again
And again
I've been taxed in blood
I've been short of breath
While my mind races with anything instead
The future begins again
The future begins again
The future begins again
The future begins again
The chapel caught fire
The masses all cried
They mourn like death
Though they'd never been inside
And I begin again
I begin again
I begin again
I begin again