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 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, lets go

Hello lamewads, I'm with you
raise your fist if this rings true
Hello Lamewads, never quite our best or finest
Hello Lamewads, I'm predicting a C minus now

Like a shoe lace slowly coming loose
like a flashlightrunning out of juice
save your necks, with some lame excuse
I'm niether friend nor foe I'm never going pro
does this sound apropos

Niether hot or cold
this getting old