I feel a strong need

To roll back that compliment

’Cause you really flaked out

For a few months there

Didnt you

And you were loosely-goosey

All over the place

Until you honeyed the pipes

And got your cash

I suppose you suffered

From clout-envy

Long enough

This will all fail of course

Because there’s no disguising

Poor character

So enjoy the pomp

And make the most

Of the circumstance