Witness, my witness, i call my first one to the stand.  I wrote this for myself, not for you - you wouldn't understand  That im surrogate and suffer this but no matter what i do  There's more  But im happy if your happy so what the hell are we fighting for  My hands are tied and i can't break in  This path aint mine  Did what i could  But the ink my name's in might aswell be blood    A briefcase a businessman the board  I wont lick boots or kiss feet  I'll mockerise this puppetry, never give in and suck the teat  "but you shifted naught, zero. maybe ten but not much more"  Well i'm happy if your happy so what the hell are we fighting for    My hands are tied and i can't break in  This path aint mine  Did what i could  But the ink my name's in might aswell be blood    Did you read the oldest joke in the book  Its on the final page