Wiseblood

Walk a mile in my shoes,
Then you'll sing the winner's blues.
Or maybe you'll get wise.
Try my grey suit on for size.

Hey, you're really looking sharp.
Like an angel with a harp.
Shoulders back and head held high,
Who can even touch this guy?

He was once a man like you.
Dreams and angles to pursue.
Then one day it was no more.
Just a puddle on the floor.

Written in the serpent's blood
I'll be back, cuz I'm a stud.
They scrubbed and scrubbed to get it out.
T'was nothing left to kick about.

Now I'm back to tap and kick,
Showing off my shiny shtick.
In the lounge or at the bar
Tonight my feats will take me far.

Walk with me. I'll tell you why
All your friends will say goodbye. 
Start working on an alibi.
You should have seen the other guy.
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He bought it so much worse than you.
There's no room for number two.


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