Cursive Is Code - I'm The Singer

You can kick it off, four on the floor
But you ain't got nothing till I step in the door
I'm The Singer
I'm the action, I'm the drama
I'm the Singer, the word slinger
The voice that coaxed you out of your Mama

You can twiddle your knobs for max pizzazz
But till I get up, your just playing jazz
I'm the Singer, the bell ringer
The roof raiser, the devil praiser
All the drugs and the love and the innumerable perks
And I don't even know how any of this stuff works

And when I'm gone, the solos will never end
And what kind of life is that, My friend?

You can shuffle your feet, balling the jack
Your just twitching till I get back
I'm the singer, you just linger
You're a bummer of a strummer
I'm the singer, my middle finger
Hits harder than your drummer

Spinning thin with teenaged rage
I cast a wide shadow when I take the stage

I'm The Singer, so your Earthly rules do not apply
I'm The Singer, I'm here to make the young girls sigh
There is no hill that I won't climb
To stand in the brightest light

Written by:
Jason Krug

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