Imagine I could be
Captain of industry
Just like Howard Hughes or maybe Walt Disney
An epic visionary
I ain't there yet but I've got the gumption to be
My pockets aren't as deep
As the company I keep
Thinning out the pack, I'm a good climber you see
Oh the bourgeois dramaturgy
I ain't there yet and I'm quite sure I'll never be
If this yarn I'm spinning can hold its weight
Say I'd captain ocean liners or built the interstate
To impress an old acquaintance or a dinner date
But I'm just blowing smoke and feeling second rate
Ba ba da!
You're prospecting for a good man
I'm not him, no
You're prospecting for a good man
I've got a mouth that blasphemes and a heart that's dried up like leather
credits
from Black Stampede,
released December 21, 2012
Music by Goldie Wilson, Words by Mike Ball
Mike Ball - Guitar, Vocals
Matt Beck - Bass, Vocals
Kim Jones - Rhodes Piano, Vocals
Kyle Hill - Organ, Vocals
Garrett Troy - Drums
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