It Takes All Kinds
As we were speaking of the devil
you walked right in
wearing hubris like a medal
you revel in
but it's me at whom you'll level
your javelin
Wasn't that just our dear
friend Ron?
Throwing your weight around
the sun
happier now that you've become
what you hated
I'm surprised I even thought I
had half a chance
I was just one in a million
of also-rans
who was sure to be your victim
of circumstance
once you were just our
dear friend Ron
selling the soul you swore upon
spreading the word
that you've become
what you hated
And if I don't understand...
well, I guess it takes all kinds
I would like to keep this vision
of you intact -
when we'd hang around and listen
to Bacharach
and you loved the world
you lived in
and it loved you back
Once you were just out
dear friend Ron
now you look our for number one
who would've guessed that
you'd become
what you hated
And I guess it takes all kinds

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