Feel the burn and the fury of my pen   Feel the fire, as I fan the flames again   Brace yourself for the mediocre   Hail the king of the almost good enough   Nothing bold, nothing's flying off the cuff   Things might change, but don't hold your breath yet   Try floating with the flow, try not too run too slow   Be average, not below   Let's go!      Hello lamewads, I'm with you   Raise your fists if this rings true   Hello lamewads, never quite our best or finest   Hello lamewads, I'm predicting a C minus      Like a shoelace slowly coming loose   Like a flashlight running out of juice   Save your necks, with some lame excuses   I'm neither friend nor foe, I'm never going pro   Does this sound apropos?   Let's go!      Neither hot nor cold   This is getting old