Little Help - Nine Pound Hammer

Self-righteous condemnation

Against those who don’t share my view

I pick the easiest targets

My expert opinion, nothin' new

You’d think there’s something wrong with us

The way we praise ourselves

No-risk confrontations give my conscience a little help

You can see

I need a little help

But I won’t change, 'cause I love myself

Too bad guys like us

Don’t know when to stop

As life-long friends grow tired

'cause we only got each other to knock