Soul of a Man

I’m bad news, a
black and blue-ser
who’s a loser
a merry-go-round spiraling down
I’m all used up
chafed and chewed-up
who’s just screwed up
the same old Charlie hitting the ground
'cause I’ll never be the
soul of a man, noble and wise
like the soul of a man
who lifted me high
like the soul of a man
heroic and true
like the soul of man
that I looked up to
what else could I do?
stupid hubris
no excuses
I blew my fuses
I guess I’m a ruse in my father’s shoes
not amusing, no confusing
this streak of losing
totally brutal and useless, too
how can I be the soul of a man
noble and wise
like the soul of a man
who lifted me high
like the soul of a man
heroic and true
like the soul of a man
that I looked up to
what else could I…
Just when I’m reaching for that rung at the top
I’m that broken heel
unsteady and ready
ready to drop
when will I be the
soul of a man
noble and wise
like the soul of a man
who lifted me high
soul of a man
heroic and true
like the soul of a man
that I looked up to
what else could I do?
(soul… of a man)
I’ll never be
no I’ll never be
I have gone and let you down
No, soul, soul of a man
Here comes that familiar sound
same old Charlie hitting the ground
End