Man man
does whatever a man can
look out
here comes the man
In the chill of night
he arrives
Man man
friendly neighborhood man
he's ignored
wherever there's a hangup
you'll find the man🎶
Hopes and dreams are like Santa Claus, would be nice if it were real, fun to watch kids enjoy them, but it'll just cost you more the longer you push the facade.
That's the most depressing thing I've written in a while.