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2x

As we were speaking of the devil you walked right in

Wearing hubris like a medal you revel in

But it's me at whom you'll level your javelin

Wasn't that just our dear friend Ron?

Throwing your weight around the sun

Happier now that you've become

what you hated 2x

I'm surprised I even thought I had half a chance

I was just one in a million of also-rans

Who was sure to be your victim of circumstance

Once you were just our dear friend Ron

Selling the soul you swore upon

Spreading the word that you've become

what you hated 2x

And if I don't understand

Well, I guess it takes all kinds

3x

I would like to keep this vision of you intact

When we'd hang around and listen to Bacharach

And you loved the world you lived in and it loved you back

Once you were just our dear friend Ron

Now you look out for number one

Who would've guessed that you'd become

what you hated

And I guess it takes all kinds