Acrobat ('Baby' Acrobat)

(The sky…)
(Push em up against the wall)
(The sky comes tumbling in)

Don’t believe what I hear
I don’t believe what you see
I just closed my eyes
And I feel the enemy

Yeah I’d join the movement
If there was one I could believe in
Yeah I’d break bread and wine
If there was a church I could receive in
‘Cause I need it now

To take the cup
To drink it slow
And make it high
Without the low
And I can hope
But not too much
When I see that the wheel’s turning ‘round
So don’t let the bastards grind you down

No, nothing makes sense
No nothing seems to fit
You know I’d hit out
If I only knew who to miss

If the sky turns to purple
And the moon turns to blood
Will you dig me out
When I’m face down in the mud?
Will you bail me out?

‘Cause I can kiss
And you can tell
And I can strip
I do it well
And you can hope
And you can touch
But I know that the time is coming ‘round
When I won’t let the bastards grind let me down

Oh, it hurts baby
(What are we going to do now it’s all been said)
(No new ideas in the house and every book’s been read)

And you can kiss
And I can tell
And you can strip
You do it well
And I must be an acrobat
To talk like this
And act like that
And you can dream
So dream out loud
And you can find
Your own way out
And you can build
And I can will
And you can call
I can’t wait until
And you can smash
And you can seize
In dreams begin
Responsibilities
And I can love
And I can love
And I know that the tide is turning ‘round
So don’t let the bastards grind you down