Laplace's Angel - Live at Blueberry Hill Duck Room, St. Louis, MO

This song is called "God Save Jordan Peterson"

Have you ever died in a nightmare?

Woke up surprised you hadn't earned your fate?

Have you ever felt like Atlas, threw your back out on the axis

And collapsed and threw the planet away?

Everyone's just blood in an ice tray

A vampire pickin' flowers out in the sun

Run your diagnostic tests, it's posited nobody dies agnostic

But we still dial 9-1-1

Now we're singing

Ooh, could you take a look at me?

Am I bad, am I bad, am I bad, am I really that bad?

And now we're singing

Ooh, whatever you think of me

If you were in my shoes, you'd walk the same damn miles I do

We're only tuning to the tone of the bell curve now

Ask not for whom it tolls

But with my head up in the clouds, I can see so much ground

And from up here you all look like ants in a row

It doesn't take a killer to murder

No, it only takes a reason to kill

We've all got evidence of innocence, it's "everything's coincidence"

The difference twixt fate and free will

Is whether you're singing

Ooh, could you take a look at me?

Tell me, am I bad, am I bad, am I bad, am I really that bad?

Now we're singing ooh, whatever you think of me

If you were in my shoes, you'd walk the same damn miles I do

So if you wash your hands of where

You've been until you flood the second floor

Neatly fold your skeletons but still can't shut the closet door

The only ones in need of love are those who don't receive enough

So evil ones should get a little more

You, could you take a look at me?

Am I bad, am I bad, am I bad, am I really that bad?

Now we're singing you, whatever you think of me

If the shoe fits, would you walk that mile?

Oh, you could put it on the other foot, it's the same size

You, could you take a look at me?

Tell me, am I bad, am I bad, am I bad, am I really that bad?

We're singing, you, whatever you think of me

If you were in my shoes, you'd see I wear the same size as you