Shortcut (Version 3 Contemporary Country)

(Long Musical Intro) (Verse 1) He came in with a wide grin And a borrowed striped tie He learned all the names quite fast And he always looks them in the eye He passed off your great ideas Like it all came from his own hand Left your chair spinning in the cold dark On the day that it was originally planned (Pre-Chorus) He loves the elevator Hates the hallway stairs He’s cutting every corner Then acts like he cared He nods and smiles in the meeting Hands are working , clean cut suit that’s sharp The room goes totally silent When the truth comes out and hits him hard (Chorus) Shortcut, shortcut That’s how that man climbs Shortcut, shortcut His lies spread like rampant crime Shortcut, shortcut He takes whatever he can Shortcut, shortcut Burning down the wooden ladder With his clever and nefarious plan (Verse 2) He knows who needs the praise And who are the ones to be blamed He spits out all the correct names Re-writing the code to this dangerous game He always takes the credit first Throwing caution to the wind and tossing doubt around Leaving a thick trail of gray smoke Leading to the break room lounge He’ll shake everybody’s hand Makes you look away and then he steals your seat He calls it a winning “strategy” When it’s nothing other than plain old deceit (Pre-Chorus) He loves the elevator Hates the hallway stairs He’s cutting every corner Then acts like he cared He nods and smiles in the meeting Hands are working , clean cut suit that’s sharp The room goes totally silent When the truth comes out and hits him hard (Chorus) Shortcut, shortcut That’s how that man climbs Shortcut, shortcut His lies spread like rampant crime Shortcut, shortcut He takes whatever he can Shortcut, shortcut Burning down the wooden ladder With his clever and nefarious plan (Verse 3) One day the truth won’t flex or bend One day the mask will shed and behold Every shortcut he created is leaving a mark And every lie is forthcoming to be told When the trap door floor gives way And there is no one else left to call He built his name on dark shadows Now he watches it crack, crumble and fall (Pre-Chorus) He loves the elevator Hates the hallway stairs He’s cutting every corner Then acts like he cared He nods and smiles in the meeting Hands are working , clean cut suit that’s sharp The room goes totally silent When the truth comes out and hits him hard (Long Musical Solos) (Chorus) Shortcut, shortcut That’s how that man climbs Shortcut, shortcut His lies spread like rampant crime Shortcut, shortcut He takes whatever he can Shortcut, shortcut Burning down the wooden ladder With his clever and nefarious plan (Outro) Shortcut Short-cut Yeah, that’s how he makes his climb Shortcut Shortcut Till the honest truth is revealed in due time (Long Musical Outro)