My Mercenary Ways

I will stand beside you, sight unseen,

 If my motives match your means,

 But don’t expect a sense of loyalty,

 If I think your cause is weak.

 (CHORUS)

 Will you ever see the final phase of my mercenary ways?

 This is not about economy,

 So I think I’ll stay for now,

 But if you’ve somehow found my currency,

 Don’t let word of it get out . . .

 What excites the mind like spite?

 It’s the victory of the vulgar . . . 

 I know.

 Have you now come to despise,

 (As the need becomes endeavor)

 That you weren’t as clever?

 May you live to see the final phase of my mercenary ways.