The Great Capitulation - Duke Special

Back when I was young, fresh as grass and innocent

Any day I’d fly away on butterfly wings

If my soup was cold, the meat they served me wasn’t succulent

Back it went, it’s worth the wait for nicer things

Birdsong up above

Push comes to shove

So you fall down from the grandstand

And join the players in the band

Tootle up that melody

Wait, wait and see

And then it’s all downhill

Your fall it was God’s will

Better let it be

But within a year I would eat what I was served

I learned to smile and take the medicine

I’d accepted I only get this shit that I deserved

On my ass or on my knees, I took it with a grin

Birdsong up above

Push comes to shove

So you fall down from the grandstand

And join the players in the band

Tootle up that melody

Wait, wait and see

And then it’s all downhill

Your fall it was God’s will

Better let it be

Many folk I know plan to scale the highest peak

Off they go, the starry sky overhead

Stone by stone you climb but your efforts leave you worn and weak

Broken down, you barely make it back to bed

From the God of love

Push comes to shove

So you fall down from the grandstand

And join the players in the band

Tootle up that melody

Wait, wait and see

And then it goes downhill

Who knows, it’s just God’s will

Best to leave it be

Better leave it be