I’m Your Man

Like the noose around your neck, all circumspect, with constant disrespect
Expect no less from me for I’m your man

Like the mask upon your nose that does impose, in measured spurts it grows
‘Til no air blows, you know that I’m your man

Like a festive fighter crestin’ with a zest to be the very best
I’ll refuse to let it rest until I’m your man

We could rapidly restore the ranch, prepare for the next avalanche
We may not get another chance
To live above the florid line, indulge several concubine
Lean up against the Maginot line and wine and dine, it’s all up to you

Like a sovereign royal gliding above the soil, demanding all be loyal
I refuse to let it spoil ’cause I’m your man

Like a leching lush who’s color is all flush from hearing too much Rush
Forget your latest crush, for I’m your man

Like a broken beam of light within a dream, all filled with silver steam
Things are weirder than they seem but I’m your man

Just a candy colored curl, a forsaken girl who makes a sudden twirl
You’d better recognize the peril that is your man
Yeah, you’d better recon with who I am

Expeditiously, we’ll build our hall, and guard against the inevitable fall
We may not get a second call to live and breathe in air that’s free
Among authentic company, avoiding the next calamity
What’s to be? Well, that’s all up to you