The nickel dropped When I was on My way beyond The Rubicon What did I do And of the games that I can handle None are ones worth the candle What can I do I'm a frightened, fickle person Fighting, cryin', kickin', cursin' What should I do Oooh, after all the folderol, And hauling over coals stops What will I do Can't take a good day without a bad one Don't feel just to smile until I've had one Where did I learn I make a fuss about a little thing The rhyme is losing to the riddling Where's the turn I don't want a home, I'd ruin that Home is where my habits have a habitat Why give it a turn Oh, after all the folderol And hauling over coals stops What did I learn I am likely to miss the main event If I stop to cry or complain again So I will keep a deliberate pace Let the damned breeze dry my face Oh, mister, wait until you see What I'm gonna be I've got a plan, a demand and it just began And if you're right, you'll agree Here's coming a better version of me Here it comes a better version of me Here it comes a better version of me