Well this is a story about little boys
Degeneration built on structure and poise
On an island of broken toys
Dissatisfaction guaranteed
In the pool of Narcissus
In this place of servants and kings
Climb up the ladder you get more things
Pull the puppets by broken strings
Dissatisfaction guaranteed
In the pool of Narcissus
Kids play Zeus with crocodile smiles
Holding court; they hold it with style,
Top dogs spitting venom and bile.
I can play along with the helicopter moms,
The queen bees, the ding and the dong,
The wicked witches singinging along.
Dissatisfaction guaranteed
In the pool of Narcissus
And I can play the king and play it with glee,
Rattle cages of lollipop thieves;
Sierra Madre don’t mean nothing to me.
Hear the Echo, yeah here we go,
In the village where no one knows
Who will follow and who will lead.