Please forgive my former shpieling—
It does not concern the man
As for doubts that I've been feeling
I'll ignore them when I can
And the things that I must do
I'll do to make this all succeed
I'll commit, that's agreed
And with wit and precision
I've made a decision
To get the things I need
God, I'll try, try
I'll cry
No, I'll laugh—and unafraid
I'll laugh—and hire a maid
I'll fight the gods, I'll fight my ex
I'll beat the odds, I'll have good sex
My future's now on trial
I smile