Can you ever imagine the hurt that beats Both inside and out As I, alone with just my hand And tongue of kings Might stir to uncurl All those age-old labyrinth type thingsIt's not so hard From within my high leather chair As I look down upon the city And her victims and my victimsJust take a look at me Olympian in ivory Despair at will at what you see I'm oh so terribleJust take a look at me Whilst I revel in your jealousy Despair at will at what you see I'm still Olympian Within my ivoryCan you ever picture my agonies Both within, without As I, alone with just my hand And tongue of kings Bring about mankind's deliverance And one that's only just barely deservedBut, it's not so hard From within my high leather chair As I look down upon the cityJust take a look at me Olympian in ivory Despair at will at what you see I'm oh so terribleJust take a look at me Whilst I revel in your jealousy Despair at will at what you see I'm still Olympian Within my ivoryAlas, my talk is rarely of those selfless acts A gun against my head, perhaps? But you must hear instead As I recount once more The throes Of living and dying Much as I choose to doAnd I will always hold my dear beliefs By rationale untouched Oh, they may talk, but it is talk alone And rarely they dare conspiracy Whilst I, behind my smile Slip downers into the bloodstreams Of their darling offspring
