I'm sure it comes as no new news That once again I am without muse And I'm sure you've heard all my critics say That I write over worked banal trite With varying degrees of cliche I really care, someone turn off the light You should know before we start That this is only a mind game You want to know the worst part, Let's just remember the key to fame It's only bad when they stop talking about you So really, in my position, What is a gent to do? I confess to my crime I am merely wasting your time Shitting my thoughts onto paper It worked like a charm And this is just another caper You can go ahead and sound the alarm I stole what I wanted, Your Attention I've got it now, So I thought I'd Mention It takes two to dance properly, I lead and you followed me Entered before you is a guilty plea Are you ready to hold it against me? Before you judge me in fury I humbly ask the jury Remember that Rome wasn't built in a day And that no matter what the critics say I'm making steps in the right direction As we come to the end of this conception