Funny how I have realized
People like you high and wise
Telling us how to live our lives
Dpeaking 'bout things you just surmise

The call you Mr. Know-it-all
So proud and contriving in you clever mind
But do you really have the balls
Or could it be you're weak inside
And that you've got something to hide

Seems like you always know it all
What ever I say you're never wrong
If this was a game you'd own the ball
Time and again the same ol' song
Look at you you're never wrong

There are people who want to be
At the centre of every scene
Hard as they try. fail to impress me
I'm telling you now, you're not supreme