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phoenix
az
jim parker
tempe az
Lyrics
I've been busted, beaten,
correctly judged half-crazy, but mislabeled a cretin.
Been lied to, cheated,
I think you know I know you know I been mistreated.
I been flipped off, ripped off,
shattered and shut-down by a well-put putdown.
I'm distorted, contorted,
and had my pretext and subtext quoted out of context.
But what can I do? I'm just like you,
still waiting for the wondrous to pervade my purview.
But it's all right, I guess.
Just consider what you deliver when you review the whole mess.
I been defamed, ignored,
bull sh** ted and bullied and begged and implored.
I dwindled when I was swindled,
but I still carry a candle for the next time I'm panhandled.
I've been f*** ed with, hated,
been downtrodden and forgotten and uncreated.
I been downplayed, betrayed, laid-off,
took chances on circumstances that never would've paid off.
But what can I do? I'm just like you.
Got attitude, but no aptitude for anything but servitude.
But it's all right, I guess.
Just consider what you deliver when you review the whole mess.
I've been feted, celebrated,
smiled and sieg-heiled at, underrated, frustrated.
I've been held back, fast-tracked,
but I kept the pedal to the metal when I drove a half-track in Iraq.
Stood accused of heresy, blasphemy,
of having mud in my spokes and partly parting the Red Sea.
I was perverted, but I converted. And summarily refused service
when I arrived unshirted.
But what can I do? I'm just like you:
Still waiting for the wondrous to pervade my purview.
But it's all right, I guess.
Just consider what you deliver when you review the whole mess.