Scapegoat by Noah Janus

If there’s a tidal wave and many thousands perish,
if I’m stuck in a ditch, if I’m covered in hay.
If there’s a fire and I lose everything I cherish,
if I ruin my pitch, if my water is freezing cold,
if my wife turns old and grey.

I’ll know who to blame,
I’ll know who to frame,
´cos it’s always the same…

You’re my scapegoat, scapegoat.
You’re my scapegoat, scapegoat.
You’re my scapegoat, scapegoat.
You’re my scapegoat, scapegoat.

When I‘m lost and alone
and there’s nothing better to do…
I’ll start pointing my finger at you.

If there’s a boiling sun and office blocks are steaming,
if I fall off a horse, if I’m thrown in a bin.
If there’s a shark attack and mothers run round screaming,
if I run out of sauce, if my trousers are soaking wet,
if my team has yet to win.

I’ll know who to blame,
I’ll know who to frame,
´cos it’s always the same…

You’re my scapegoat, scapegoat.
You’re my scapegoat, scapegoat.
You’re my scapegoat, scapegoat.
You’re my scapegoat, scapegoat.

When I‘m lost and alone
and there’s nothing pulling me through…
I’ll start pointing my finger at you.

There is no reason to this life,
but I don’t wanna live in randomness… NO!

I’ll know who to blame,
I’ll know who to frame,
´cos it’s always the same…

You’re my scapegoat, scapegoat.
You’re my scapegoat, scapegoat.
You’re my scapegoat, scapegoat.
You’re my scapegoat, scapegoat.

You’re my scapegoat,
and you’ll pay for my misfortune
and you’ll pay for my mistakes.
You’re my scapegoat.

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