It's fancy free, this industry of loving and leaving
Commradery, it's brotherly, it's just what you're needing
Sowing the season, seeds without reason,
Do as you're pleasin', backstab the treason
Reading and rubbing, bigshots for nothing,
Your's was a nice job, oh just how lovely
But if you decide, to ride the ride of big time bravado
Here comes the tide on the starboard side, desperado
Sowing the season, seeds without reason,
Do as you're pleasin', backstab the treason
Reading and rubbing, bigshots for nothing,
Your's was a nice job, oh just how lovely