Solitaire

Brain storming, habit forming, battle warning

Weary winsome actor spewing spineless chilling lines

The critics falling over to tell themselves he's boring

And really not an awful lot of funWell, who the hell can he be when he's never had V.D.

And he doesn't even sit on toilet seats?

Court jesting, never resting, he must be very cunning

To assume an air of dignity and bless us all with his oratory prowessHis lame brained antics and his jumping in the air

And every night his act's the same

And so it must be all a game of chess he's playing

But you're wrong, Steve, you see, it's only solitaire