Haughty! Haughty! Haughty! Lyrics

There's fear in how he shapes

Terror in every shape he's taken

He spent his breath against the shakes

And I thought he'd stop shaking by now

But how 'bout we take a little more?

And, ooh, to take your literal-physical, make it fantasy

Plans, but hang your hat on a phrase

So long as you're staying passionate, fashion it out of foolery

Tom, you got a vision that slays

And I know how much it hurt

But if anybody's watching, you'd better get your body to work

So, what do you do?

What do you do these days?

I saw you swinging for the MoMA

With that charming little play

Well, baby, I got a literal, physical sense of honesty

Honestly, I'm just sick of the praise

And, honestly, no one cares anyway

It's all the more disappointing

When people point all annoying like

Ooh, you got a vision

And yes, I got a vision

Then you can't have it

You can't have it anymore

Not every word off your lips hits the ring to be adored

If you'd just get it together, and leave that myth behind

You can bind it in leather

Or else in leather, you'll be bind