Hate for Hire

What I'm waiting for Was waiting for me Just to take me out With a shot at the knees And you're trading Your hating or fees Meet Mr. Crow Writes all the words they read slow He knows he's wrong Blaming the beggar's fun, so We know he knows Painting the brown on your nose Singing along Pawn in a rich man's sideshow Says you belong Don't even see your shadow Singing along Pawn in a rich man's sideshow Says you belong Don't even see your shadow Don't even see your shadow Don't even see your shadow