When I came here
It was a feeding frenzy
Head nodders, frozen by position
And disfigured by envy
And all they have are
Worn-out one-liners
That you have heard before
To mollify the old timers
They've nothing to say
to you or me
or really anyone
So slow down
You don't want the label of a problem child
Ambition, not tempered by traditions
Still seeks to go the distance
And all they have are
Worn-out one-liners
That you have heard before
To mollify the old timers
They smile and wave goodbye
Nothing to say to you or me
Or really anyone
Worn-out one-liners
That you have heard before
To mollify the old timers
They smile and wave goodbye
Nothing to say to you or me
Or really anyone
Nothing to say to you or me
Or really anyone