Wouldn’t you know it’s lonely at the top?
And I’m not being sarcastic,
you have to find that part that’s soft and chop
it out, so as to make a thing fantastic.
If your wanting to lead a country on
to bigger better things, or bring your show
to the level of a national icon,
than you must suck it in and lose your heart,
but maybe gain the respect of your peers.
That’s the sad price to be a master of art,
a price that takes it toll slowly over years.
To
be great you must be small, and let them hate,
But
oh, oh, to be small would be so great.
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