Tickety Boom

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tired of this stage tired of these bright lights tired of the same show night after night performance ain't up to par tore a rotator cuff trying to up the bar always ready for a fight so let's spar got me a dingy in case the ship goes down seriously don't play around I changed for better and for worse sickness and health too until I'm rolling in a hearse filling a book with verse like Homer's Odyssey honestly I'm in a fight mood if you don't wannabe my neighbor then move ain't got chit to lose and plenty to prove too profound the wise I played the fool took the dive gave away the win came back around took the crown with a pen up against the door wouldn't let me in I huffed and puffed hit 'em with the second wind stand and deliver no hard liquor I love my liver and kidneys too I can't hold the flow I go when I got to go tell the dealer hold the deck tell the teller hold the check no disrespect I don't play cards anymore I'm no longer playing chess I'm too busy mastering the art of war standing at the stargate waiting for the starship to arrive whisking away to be amongst the tribe