The Round Table

R.E.M. - Horse To Water

I could have kept my head down

I might have kept my mouth shut

I should have held my own,

You lead a horse to water and you watch him drown.

You're only as big as your battles.

Rattle my cage with your shadow.

I'm a phantom-weight with a mouth full of feathers,

Don't you know that what comes around goes around?

I'm not that easy,

I am not your horse to water.

I hold my breath I come around, round, round.

Don't darken my doorstep again,

You're mixing up living in chin-chin,

You're mixing up lose with win-win,

You stumble on glass top table,

TV's chewing shock-gone cable

Pump me up a beanstalk fable

And I'll call this entertainment

'cause Humpty's falling down.

Pick a fight an ultra-buzzy bubble

Friday night f**kin' fried-up pub crawl

Phantom-weight with a mouth full of feathers,

It's not that easy

I am not your horse to water

I hold my breath, I come around, round, round

It's going down, down, down

This runaround, round, round

Is bound to pound

The daylights out of you!