Soul of a Man

I'm bad news, a black and blue-ser who's a loser a merry-go-round spiraling down I'm all used up chafed and chewed-up who's just screwed up the same old Charlie hitting the ground 'cause I'll never be the soul of a man, noble and wise like the soul of a man who lifted me high like the soul of a man heroic and true like the soul of man that I looked up to what else could I do? stupid hubris no excuses I blew my fuses I guess I'm a ruse in my father's shoes not amusing, no confusing this streak of losing totally brutal and useless, too how can I be the soul of a man noble and wise like the soul of a man who lifted me high like the soul of a man \n heroic and true like the soul of a man that I looked up to what else could I... Just when I'm reaching for that rung at the top I'm that broken heel unsteady and ready ready to drop when will I be the soul of a man noble and wise like the soul of a man who lifted me high soul of a man heroic and true like the soul of a man that I looked up to what else could I do? (soul... of a man) I'll never be no I'll never be I have gone and let you down No, soul, soul of a man Here comes that familiar sound same old Charlie hitting the ground End