Ox Baker Triumphant Lyrics

I will rise from the swamp

Where they dumped my private plane

I'll be clutching the life preserver

In my teeth

And I will find the highway

And I will flag down a truck

Worry lines on my forehead

Blank stare underneath



And when I come back to town

I'm gonna cast my burden down

A little worse for wear

Practically walking on air



I will thank my ride

And claw my way back inside

To the guts of the building

Where my enemies hide in the dark like roaches

And I will signal the camera crew

And everyone will do what he's been trained how to do

Sweat dripping from my face

As my moment approaches



Click your heels

Count to three

I bet you never expected me

A little worse for wear

Practically walking on air