how come you prophet while i profit not   aren't we both eating from the same pot   you get the meat, while i get the bone   you drink the stew and leave me the stone   i see the bucket full, you say it empty   i see the bucket full, you say it empty   i see the bucket full   i want my food      how come you big while i am small?   im not so tiny to help you at all   you may be goliath, but i am the king   and at your head will i aim my sling      (chorus)      how come you use the bucket to draw your fill   while we are waiting at the well still   time slows down, the days grow long   but i am still singing the same old song