In the old days I wouldn't waste time explaining
I knew I was good and as true as my words
I don't know what changed
my good and my true are the same
but these days I can't help but try to persuade
every dumb son of bitch and/or mother thereof.
And it may have eroded my patience somewhat.
In the old days I had a serene happy smile,
for any and all who heard what I had to say
and seemed to think
I ought to care who believes.
but I do believe
that anyone who suddenly wakes
and realizes where they've been wrong
my smile's comin' back!