Living Well Is the Best Revenge R.E.M.

[Verse 1: Michael Stipe]
It's only when your poison spins
Into the life you'd hoped to live
That suddenly you wake up in a shaken panic
Now
You set me up like a lamb to slaughter
Garbo as a farmer's daughter
Unbelievable, the gospel according to who?
I lay right down

[Chorus: Michael Stipe]
All your sad and lost apostles
Hum my name and flare their nostrils
Choking on the bones you toss to them
Well, I'm not one to sit and spin
'Cause living well's the best revenge
Baby, I am calling you on that

[Verse 2: Michael Stipe]
Don't turn your talking points on me
History will set me free
The future is ours and you don't even rate a footnote
Now
So who's chasing you? Where did you go?
You disappear mid-sentence
In a judgement crisis, I see my in and go for it
You weakened shill