Feel the burn and the fury of my pen

feel the fire, as I fan the flames again

brace yourself for the mediocre

Hail the king of the almost good enough

nothing bold, nothing's flying off the cuff

things might change, but don't hold your breath yet

Try floating with the flow,

try not to run too slow

be average, not below, Let's go



[Chorus:]

Hello lamewads, I'm with you

raise your fists if this rings true

Hello lamewads, never quite our best or finest

hello lamewads, I'm predicting a C minus, now.



Hello lamewads, hello.

Like a shoelace slowly coming loose

like a flashlight running out of juice

save your necks, with some lame excuses

I'm neither friend or foe, I'm never going pro

does this sound apropos?

Let's go.



Niether hot nor cold this is getting old.