Verse 1 [CYNICAL AND CANNY VOCAL] I’m a big fan of being a team player, While you hustle hard, I’m the sly decayer. The team’s an orchestra, each note so grand, But I’m the silent one, never lending a hand. When you’re all playing, I’m marching in my own parade, No sweat on my brow. I’m happy to masquerade. I know how to talk; I charm with a grin, Even if I never learned how to truly begin. Chorus [CYNICAL AND CANNY VOCAL] I’m smart, I know my role, Cynical wit is how I stroll. If I don’t walk, I might just sway In life’s circus, I’ll find my way. Verse 2 [CYNICAL AND CANNY VOCAL] While you burn midnight oil, pushing every limit, I’m dancing on the edge with a devilish gimmick. Hiding flaws behind clever, crafted lines, In a world of doers, I’m the master of the pines. Under the spotlight, I wear a mask so bright, Laughter conceals truths in the dead of night. Everyone’s working hard, but I’m playing it cool, Bending the rules of this well-oiled school. Bridge [CYNICAL AND CANNY VOCAL] Hear that irony in the playful sound? A quirky beat where subtle truths are found. I’m the misfit note, a twist in the song In this chaotic dance, I still belong. Chorus (Repeat) [CYNICAL AND CANNY VOCAL] I’m smart, I know my role, Cynical wit is how I stroll. If I don’t walk, I might just sway In life’s circus, I’ll find my way. Outro [CYNICAL AND CANNY VOCAL] Let them sweat while I keep on pretending, In a team of doers, my art’s unending. With a clever twist, I’ll play my part In this playful absurdity, I own my heart.
