Swingin' Utters A Promise To Distinction Lyrics
            One I was younger than
            The youngest of fragile minds
            I ate the day with bad manners
            Then spit out the rind
        
            And mother told me
            As I looked to the sky
            Yes my mother told me "My dear son,
            You're not the one"
        
            I flew from home when I was just twenty-one
            Young enough to be the father of someone
            I've got a conch p___ed with conch republic rum
            My father by my side, teary-eyed, he said:
            "Son, by God what I could have done,
            And you're just like me,
            You can really put 'em down
            And if I was in your place I'd stay, have fun
            But I'm not the one"
        
            Now I'm sitting here haggling over sums
            Of money made by someone else
            To me it don't belong
            I toss a smile to the mighty boss
            He's my God
            But I'm a bit backwards
            And I know he's just a f___ing dog.
        
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