"Wicked Campaign" as written by and Isaac Brock....
Well I just found the fence where I am going to lean
Take my handkerchief out and rub my eyeglasses clean
So I just learned my face, but I forgot my name
I'm gonna wear this smile like it's some stupid toupee
And say, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, that's too bad"

Oh, I just learned your face, but it is bound to change
You can say what you want but try to think it my way
And say, "Oh, oh, oh, this wicked campaign"
I said, "Oh, oh, oh, this was not my plan"

Well, you know I'm a bastard and we only just met
I guess I probably shouldn't wear this big old sign 'round my neck
I've still got some opinions that I'm willing to claim
I'm gonna carry them around like they're some wicked campaign

I started the debate, but now I'm sure I can't win
I should probably just exit the same way I came in
Well counted calculator, you didn't calculate this
But there's a lot more nothing than you knew exists

Oh, oh, oh, this wicked campaign
I said, "Oh, oh, oh, this was not my plan"
Oh, oh, oh, this wicked campaign
Every day is a wicked campaign

Well, I just found the fence where I am going to lean
Take my handkerchief out and rub my eyeglasses clean

And just wait
And just wait and wait, wait, wait

I'm not dead but I misplaced the will
I'm gonna wear this smile like it's a hundred dollar bill
And just wait, wait, wait
Wait, wait, wait, wait

I'm not a doctor, but I'll sell you an itch
I could apologize, but then a bit more nothing exists
So the worlds got plenty of good and bad liars
But our lies should come with chariots and choirs

Singing, "Oh, oh, oh, things are not so bad"
And we sing, "Oh, oh, oh, it's our wicked campaign"
And they sing, "Oh, oh, oh, things are not so bad"
We sing, "Oh, oh, oh, what a wicked campaign"


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"Wicked Campaign" as written by Isaac Brock Dann Gallucci

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    My InterpretationWell I just found the fence where I am going to lean
    Take my handkerchief out and rub my eyeglasses clean
    So I just learned my face, but I forgot my name
    I'm gonna wear this smile like it's some stupid toupee
    And say, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, that's too bad"


    His personality is disrupted; he lies to himself.


    Oh, I just learned your face, but it is bound to change
    You can say what you want but try to think it my way
    And say, "Oh, oh, oh, this wicked campaign"
    I said, "Oh, oh, oh, this was not my plan"


    He can project himself on to someone else. He suggests they abolish responsibility for their actions.


    Well, you know I'm a bastard and we only just met
    I guess I probably shouldn't wear this big old sign 'round my neck
    I've still got some opinions that I'm willing to claim
    I'm gonna carry them around like they're some wicked campaign


    He's a bad person without apologizing.


    I started the debate, but now I'm sure I can't win
    I should probably just exit the same way I came in
    Well counted calculator, you didn't calculate this
    But there's a lot more nothing than you knew exists


    This debate doesn't matter. You think arguing with me has a point, but I am empty on the inside.


    Well, I just found the fence where I am going to lean
    Take my handkerchief out and rub my eyeglasses clean


    And just wait
    And just wait and wait, wait, wait

    I'm not dead but I misplaced the will
    I'm gonna wear this smile like it's a hundred dollar bill
    And just wait, wait, wait
    Wait, wait, wait, wait


    I think he's painting himself as a predator, one who doesn't even have to pay any real expense. (So, not like a lion or something admirable.)


    I'm not a doctor, but I'll sell you an itch
    I could apologize, but then a bit more nothing exists
    So the worlds got plenty of good and bad liars
    But our lies should come with chariots and choirs

    Singing, "Oh, oh, oh, things are not so bad"
    And we sing, "Oh, oh, oh, it's our wicked campaign"
    And they sing, "Oh, oh, oh, things are not so bad"
    We sing, "Oh, oh, oh, what a wicked campaign"


    He's saying the successful people are not the bad guys. Lies are medication and with totally honest people you would be in more pain.
    CarbineerKennyon June 09, 2015   Link

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