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