Artefolk - Mr. One and Done Lyrics

I can thread an eyeless needle
Landing a jet on a beetle
Sink every hole in one
They call me Mr. One and Done
There are no circumstances
That require second chances
I assure you there's no trick
All you do is make it quick
One gear is all you need
When you are built for speed
Why would you make time for two
When only one (and done) will do
Few words aptly describe it
A tale so tall we all transcribe it
It's writ and read, she said, to wit
Hit it, hit it and quit it
Hit it, and lickety split it
All the Kings call you Your Highness
Every hour is your finest
One shot is all you need
When you're the only seed
Einstein calls him Real Genius
Aquinas always hauled his piñas
Syndicates signed his non-competes
His clawfoot tub outruns all fleets
The single slice of uncut pizza
From Chicago to Chichén Itzá
Multitudes tried to divide the pie
But the legend draws a collective sigh
Few words aptly describe it
An order so tall we all imbibe it
She said, to wit
Hit it, hit it and quit it
Hit it, and lickety split it