Second Hand Halo

Second Hand Halo
It's knowing what you want, but you won't reach out and get it
And knowing who you are, but you can't come out and be it
It's knowing the tune but refusing to sing.

And you're all choked up inside like you need a blessing to breathe
And a clerical error to hide always keeps you on your knees
With a foot on your neck and you find that it's yours

You're second hand halo holds you down
You're second hand halo that you bought from some dude in California
You're second hand halo holds you down
You're second hand halo
It'll get you further than your thorny Crown Victoria

With a firmly established tickle that you wouldn't dare to scratch
Like a hammer and a sickle and all the weeds you thrash
But you pray all alone in your bed just in case

You're second hand halo holds you down
You're second hand halo that you bought from some dude in California
You're second hand halo holds you down
You're second hand halo
It'll get you further than your thorny Crown Victoria

The story of
Poor old monkey in the middle of a dream but it seems so real
As if this just a dry run depending on public appeal
Life would be so easy if you hadn't a clue

You're second hand halo holds you down
You're second hand halo that you bought from some dude in California
You're second hand halo holds you down
You're second hand halo
It'll get you further than your thorny Crown Victoria