So easy to take the moral high ground/ When you’re way up on your horse having a ride round/ Just through day to day life I’ve found/ You need to pipe down when your mind’s talking right loud/ Cos it’s much easier to pass judgement/ Than it is to be the person getting judged just look up/ Catch the guy there on his loyal steed/ Having the time of his life being royalty/ Handing out decrees on how something should have been/ When it comes to sorting summat out they’re nowhere to be seen/ Just straddling a saddle in a paddock in a dream/ That we need another lecture from the king or maybe queen/ Full of self confidence built on self esteem/ Or is it just a wall so we don’t see behind the scenes?/ Mate it’s not required we don’t need you on the team/ So do one with your massive mare and friggin’ leave us be// On ya high horse… Get off ya high horse If you read the Daily Mail and all that other shite/ Put stilts on your horse and ride the mountain sides/ Cos no horse… is too tall… that we can’t smell the man you’re/ Covering up, when you’re sprouting all that rancour/ I’m sure that you were encouraged to debate/ During your time in Oxbridge, Eton or some other lovely place/ But it makes us distrust the heads of state/ When they stood up, said some stuff and people made out it was great/ Cos it sounded anti-freedom, anti-human, pro-cash/ And cash is the only thing that dunt exist and won’t last/ They make us chase while they maintain a gold stash/ Dashing round on horseback telling us, “don’t hold back/ Let the planet take the battering it’s old hat/ We need energy by any means: burn the oil, frack/ Let the wildlife be damned it’ll probably grow back/ Now I’m off to dodge tax and stable the old nag”// It’s my high horse Get off ya high horse On ya high horse… Get off ya high horse Sometimes…I can’t descend from my high horse/ Wonder whether I’m even up on it to climb orrfff/ Am I offering some thoughtful advice/ Or am I the awkward guy who’s also all full of shite?/ People’s eyes rolling as I stroll in, legs wide open, atop a stallion/ I know things so take polite notice, turns phones to mute and desist from your chattering/ I need a battering, it’s embarrassing, it’s not flattering, and now I’m panicking/ Cos how often have I bin up on horseback/ Without realising it was me giving a short chat?/ On my opinions, unwelcome as they are/ On what you should have done in order to make it far/ On what I know it is to be alive and also me/ Regardless of your problems, my horse and I agree// We’re on the right course Why’s that? Cos it’s my high horse On my high horse I need to get off my high horse ….After this next track.