

Bar Room Bully
Poorly home grown in the school of hard knocks
Seeds have been sown in a garden of rocks
Caught up in a hard place, cannot break free
Always has to save face, condemned to disagree.
Schoolyard bully, trying to hold your ground
Schoolyard bully, throwing your weight around
Schoolyard bully, bellowing an ugly sound
Schoolyard bully, taken yourself down.
Strutting through the playground, going for the Oscar
Nasty little drama queen, really a gutless wonder
Sycophantic bodyguards, following the leader
Feeding on ego scraps, sucked into the fever.
Street-wise bully, trying to hold your ground
Street-wise bully, throwing weight around
Street-wise bully, Hell is where you're bound
Street-wise bully bringin' everybody down.
Bluffing is the strategy, tyranny the game,
Courage is the enemy to a spirit that is lame.
Frothing at the mouth, getting in someone's face
Rant and rave about, always on somebody's case
When the fists start flying you know you've lost the plot
Someone ends up crying, curse the little despot!
Bar room bully, trying to keep your ground
Bar room bully, throwing weight around
Bar room bully, Hell is where you're bound
Bar room bully, bringin' everybody down.
(c) J.W. 2001
The music for this lyric is a rhythm and blues sound in the key of E.
Regards, Witty Owl.