They Might Be Giants - Counterfeit Faker Lyrics
Call out the undertakerCall out the policeCounterfeit fakerIs coming after meYes, I loved him like my brotherI loved him ambiguouslyTheres no way to measure the damage he has doneCounterfeit fakerCarries a grudgeNervous, I walk through windowsI walk through a plate glass doorSilent, his presence mocks meAnd draws me on some moreCounterfeit fakerThe damage has been doneThe damage has been doneThe damage has been doneCounterfeit fakerBring him on