Honey, You Can Be Somebody

I think you've got it honey
And you can be somebody.
If you clean my shoes, maybe
You can be my understudy.

And if you sit and listen
To my drawn out words.
You will finally glisten
And join the herds.

Everyone is dressed in white
Here in the good herd.
We all follow the same plight
And think the same words.

We fly like birds in diamonds
We hardly ever fall.
Its true we do reach dead ends
But nobody's too tall.

We are all the same level
And intelligence is scarce.
But there are no devils
We kick out every farce.

So honey, you can be somebody
Just come on down to where its muddy.
Join the herd and maybe
You can be my understudy.