When his lips were bent a certain way,
There was shit afoot and hell to pay.
Now was not a good time to say
Hooray! We got something happening!
Cause success morfs into crappening.
Success will shit on you.
Vacuum you right into
Engines that suck not blew
Apart some dreams.
Cause dreams, it seems
Are a dying breed.
They will not heed.
Those cries for help.
On cards so swell,
The beggars won’t get burned
For months, maybe…
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