[Verse 1]
Please let me introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste
But just like that first line, my ideas all come from another place
I'm gonna tell you a story and the main character, well, it's me
It all starts way back when I began grade three
[Verse 2]
I had the block's biggest marble collection, no, that's a lie
My neighbour Johnny had swapped three 'jumbos' for my one 'cat's eye'
Then he told me that 'jumbos' were no longer the rage
Which shows that I was a fashion victim even back at that age
[Verse 3]
Anyway, I remember it was the second week, term two
And just like normal, I brought my marble bag to school
But imagine the shock and horror, for behind my back
Everyone else in the playground had bought along click-clacks
[Verse 4]
How was it that by some mysterious mutual chemistry
They all knew click-clacks were in? No one ever told me
How was it in the space of an otherwise normal night
Everyone came to school the next day not a marble bag in sight?
[Verse 5]
And now I'm in a rock band and everything's the same
Just when I'm holding my line of tortured, artistic pain
You find out that poetry ain't no longer the thing
And everyone's playing cajun, Zydeco, whatever you call the thing
Please let me introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste
But just like that first line, my ideas all come from another place
I'm gonna tell you a story and the main character, well, it's me
It all starts way back when I began grade three
[Verse 2]
I had the block's biggest marble collection, no, that's a lie
My neighbour Johnny had swapped three 'jumbos' for my one 'cat's eye'
Then he told me that 'jumbos' were no longer the rage
Which shows that I was a fashion victim even back at that age
[Verse 3]
Anyway, I remember it was the second week, term two
And just like normal, I brought my marble bag to school
But imagine the shock and horror, for behind my back
Everyone else in the playground had bought along click-clacks
[Verse 4]
How was it that by some mysterious mutual chemistry
They all knew click-clacks were in? No one ever told me
How was it in the space of an otherwise normal night
Everyone came to school the next day not a marble bag in sight?
[Verse 5]
And now I'm in a rock band and everything's the same
Just when I'm holding my line of tortured, artistic pain
You find out that poetry ain't no longer the thing
And everyone's playing cajun, Zydeco, whatever you call the thing
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