A Stench of Musk

Take your aspirations And quaint little dreams Roll them up into a little ball Then toss them in the sea You'll never be special Not special like me An entrepreneurial paragon And star personality More money More fame, give it to me I'm smelling of roses Sweet stench of dead roses I venture opinions Make the markets dance Cryptomantic dipshit puppeteer Feed on your greed romance More money More fame, give it to me I'm smelling of roses Sweet stench of dead roses Invincible steel wain I am a god Spear of self-righteous flame I am a god Omniscient borg brain I am a god Lord of the shit post and lies plane I am a god Kiss my ass as I fly away to Mars So long Kiss my ass as I ascend to Mars So long So long So long So long