Right And Wrong

hell of a fight she said with a grin

don't make me out to be the villain

could you honestly say you were right to cast blame

you will bow, lower your head in shame

pompousness lasts an entire lifetime

I could buy your soul for less than a dime

your fingers are dirty and mine are squeaky clean

I smell like a blossom if you know what I mean

could you find a conscience in your bag of tricks

I have reason, power, glory and bliss

you're a burger of bullshit with a pickle and a bun

this argument is over and I have won