'We are the phonies. We are the fakes that eatgold crumbs 
from all your palms. We are the
frauds. We are the snakes. And we're all winners
here.'
I'm putting the brass knuckles on.
No more drama from the leeches and the hangers on.
One more role-call for the ones that I can call my
friends. You walk around this town acting like
it's your town (it's not).
You walk around the place like you're
one of us. (you're not)
Oh, my kings and queens. Where are your crowns
now? Wear your crowns.
There's too much that's at stake with this
for me to let some young punks come and knock
me off my feet.
It's time to shine because I'm better than
this.
No more drama from the leeches and the hangers on.
One more roll-call for the ones that I can call
my friends.
I'm putting the brass knuckles on.