Lyrics
Here's to you...
You bit off more than you could chew
Now you know
Sadly how far you could go
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Strike out in opposition
Knowing why
To you the rules do not apply
You know it's true...
Your reputation follows you
Shoo-be-do, shoo-be-do
To those formerly immortal...
Every breath
Brings you closer to your death
Your flag is flying at half-staff
What a laugh, what a laugh
Smile you unhappy exile
Did you fail?
How could you possibly prevail?
Don't you know
You cannot beat the status-quo
No no, no no no
Writer(s): Grant Vernon Hart
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