An executive shakedown
With A feeble grip
An impossible thankless task
The one that slipped
Pat yourself
On the back
A really firm slap
You've done nothing
You've done nothing
You are nothing
You are nothing
Pat yourself
On the back
A really firm slap
I would take a hammer
To that mirror
All hope is gone
Without a glimmer
The prime time snak oil salesman
With a watershed slot
No one here can save you
From the cannon ball you dropped