The Long Con by Van Morrison.

Targeting artists for being honest is a crime.

"The Long Con"

I'm a targeted individual
Got caught up in a long con
I'm a targeted individual
I got caught up in a long con
Four judges screwed me over
Backed me up against the wall

Targeted individual
Have to get to the bottom of who's pulling the strings
I'm a targeted individual
Got to get to the bottom of who's pulling the strings
Well I got to make it personal
See who's waiting in the wings

I'm a targeted individual
Got caught up in a long con
Targeted individual
Got caught up in a long con
Four judges screwed me over
Backed me up against the wall

Think I don't have a voice
Wanna just get me to go away and give up the fight
Well I'm gonna keep on fighting
'Cause I'm fighting for my life

Targeted individual
Get to the bottom of who's pulling the strings
I'm a targeted individual
Got to get to the bottom of who's pulling the strings
I gotta make it personal
See who's waiting in the wings

Think I don't have a voice
Want me to just go away and give up
Want me to give up the fight
But I'm gonna keep on fighting for my life

Goes beyond money, jealousy and fame
See who's behind the curtain, behind the name
Goes beyond money, jealousy and fame
I got to see who's behind the curtain
See who's behind the name

Targeted individual
Got caught up in a long con
Targeted individual
Got caught up in a long con
Then four judges screwed me over
Backed me up against the wall

Tried to erase me as a father
Tried to get me to go away et al
Tried to erase me as a father
Tried to get me to go away et al
Expect me to still pay through the nose
Think I don't even have a choice

Think I don't have a voice
Want me to go away and give up this fight
But I'm gonna keep on fighting
'Cause I'm fighting for my life

If it goes beyond money, jealousy and fame
If it goes beyond the money and the jealousy and fame
Got to see who's behind the curtain
Got to give me some names

"Watch Your Step"

Don't say a word
Don't say anything
Don't say a word
I'm not even listening
I read in the paper about their escape
They're just two bit of kids from a bunch of sour grapes
You better watch your step
Watch who's knocking on your front door
Now you know that they're watching
What are you waiting for?
Think you're young and original
Get out before...
They get to watch your step

Ev'ry day is full of fun
And family spies
They're making heroes out of fall guys
They say it's good for business
From Singapore to Widnes
You better watch your step

Broken noses hung up on the wall
Back slapping drinkers cheer the heavy weight brawl
So punch drunk they don't understand at all
You better watch your step

Ev'ry night
Go out full of carnal (carnival) desires
End up in the closing time choirs

When you're kicking in the car chrome
And you're drinking down the Eau de Cologne
And you're spitting out the Kodachrome
You better watch your step

Bye
I send you all my regards
You're so tough
You're so hard
Listen to the hammers falling in the breaker's yard
You better watch your step
You better watch your step
Ooh, watch your step