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's flying off the cuff
Things might change, but don't hold your breath yet
Try floating with the flow, try not too run too slow
Be average, not below
Let's go!

Hello lamewads, I'm with you
Raise your fists if this rings true
Hello lamewads, never quite our best or finest
Hello lamewads, I'm predicting a C minus

Like a shoelace slowly coming loose
Like a flashlight running out of juice
Save your necks, with some lame excuses
I'm neither friend nor foe, I'm never going pro
Does this sound apropos?
Let's go!

Neither hot nor cold
This is getting old