Can't avoid flop sweat on my face
It's old, It's called Yankee pride
Don't be an inchworm inside
You're never down down down
When you're a throwback man
A stiff upper lip and solid grip
Shuts out the disconcerting
There's something ancient in me
Despite my young mans face
It's something stronger than steel
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