Piranha Pool - Blue Rodeo

Leaning over the piranha pool

You just wave your magic wand

Dangling your fingertips

Into the world of the just beyond

Sitting ever so quietly

In your private dining room

Guiding the waves of destiny

Into the face of oblivion

So you’d rather been an opera star

At the turn of the century

Well you never asked for this miracle trip

A genius in the military

You’re sincerely surprised with your own success

Hanging out with the judges and the corporate heads

You never anticipate the final toll

Still shining all your medals

For the final curtain call

You’re always talking 'bout the here and after

But it don’t make much sense to me

Still for all the men that you condemn

Well I hope there’s some kind of heaven

And there’s got to be some kind of hell for you

Leaning over the piranha pool

You just wave your magic wand

Dangling your fingertips

Into the world of the just beyond

Sitting ever so quietly

In your private dining room

Guiding the waves of destiny

Into the face of oblivion

You’re always talking about the here and after

But it don’t make much sense to me

Still for all the men that you condemn

Well I hope there’s some kind of heaven

And there’s got to be some kind of hell for you