I'm taking bets, shaking hands, nodding heads. An audience to plot against. I'm making plans. I wear the pants with no legs to stand on. Shoes too big to fit my soul in. Who's the man now I'm wondering? I'm an underling. Undermining's just my thing. Screwing over is how I roll. Doing nothing but dig this hole. Lo and behold I'm out of control. Go and be held responsible.