Balaam's Sign

[Intro] [pizzicato strings, staccato piano chords] [Verse 1] [baritone male vocals] Balaam's riding out on a self-made mission for a pocket full of Moabite gold He's got his head lost up in the clouds just blindly doing exactly what he's been told But the dirt path's narrow, the heat gets heavy and the donkey stops absolutely dead Now Balaam's losing his prophetic cool, his face is turning matching paint red [Pre-Chorus] He grabs his heavy wooden staff and he gives her an unrighteous, wicked old whack [snare hit] Screaming you better move your hooves right now, beast, or I'm breaking your stubborn back See he wants the paycheck, he wants the prestige, he's completely blind to the heavenly siege Yeah, you're trading punches with a beast of burden but you totally missed the part where the donkey's worded You're yelling back like there's nothing wrong but you're having an academic debate with a livestock song [Chorus] [full orchestra, driving drums] Hey Balaam, there's your sign You're pulling hard on the reins but you're crossing the line The angel's got a blazing sword and he's ready to strike But you're throwing a toddler fit right on the dirt turnpike Open up your eyes, get a grip on your mind Hey Balaam, there's your sign [orchestral swell] [Bridge] [music stops, dialogue over soft piano] Stupid animal, move! You are entirely ruining my professional reputation in front of these very important princes. Move. Hey, look dummy. What have I ever done to you? Have I not been your faithful ride since the day you could walk? And by the way, I'm talking to you right now out of your left ear. Does that seem normal to you? No. So maybe you should look up at the giant flaming warrior standing right in front of us. [Chorus] [brass fanfare, high energy drums] Hey Balaam! [vocal run] Look at the road!