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THE SOPHISTOCATE
THE SOPHISTOCATE
(T. Beechey)
You just knew he ran the show by the way that he would strut
And he wanted everyone to know exactly what was what
He wasn't tall, he wasn't large but he stood out in a crowd
And you could see he was in charge and that fact made him proud
Some claimed he came from poverty and that trouble followed him
Others said on his family tree he was perched on the highest limb
I never knew which one was true but I knew he wrote my check
And, at least, from my point of view he was worthy of respect
Every time he walked into a room
All the chatter would be done
Cause everyone just assumed
He was the chosen one
He had that look, that walk, that smile
That announced, "Hey, I've arrived!
"And I'll be staying for a while
"Or as long as I'm alive!”
Tailor-made suits were all he wore and his shoes had a glossy shine
His wallet bulged and he'd only pour for himself the expensive wine
In a chauffeur-driven limousine, he'd make his way through town
Then back to his mansion on the green just before the sun went down
I heard rumors of a checkered past but I never gave them thought
I just saw he was moving up fast and I wanted what he got
He patted the backs and shook the hands of the rich and well-to-do
From both here and foreign lands and his reputation grew
Every time he walked into a room
All the attention would be his
Cause everyone just assumed
Since the press dubbed him a whiz
He had that look, that walk, that smile
That announced, “Hey, look at me!
“And I'll be staying for a while
“Just for all of you to see!”
I never heard him mention a wife or of children that he raised
It seemed to me his entire life was built around the days
He'd spend sitting at his desk counting up his dough
Even his identity wore a mask cause his name I did not know!
The only name he answered to was “Sir” and that was fine
About his business, we never knew cause it wasn't yours or mine
He never told, we never asked and went about our way
Doing all the jobs and tasks he gave us for our pay
Every time he walked into a room
All the folks would look in awe
Cause everyone just assumed
That he had no fault or flaw
He had that look, that walk, that smile
That announced, "Hey, I'm the man!
"And I'll be staying for a while
"So enjoy it while you can!”
There was one time I was curious and I asked to hear his tale
I could tell it made him furious cause he turned a sickly pale
But he didn't say a single word, he just looked me in the eye
And walked away like he hadn't heard and I could only wonder why
All that night I tossed and turned, wondering what he hid
The very next day, I sadly learned of the pain he couldn't rid
He told us all to gather 'round and, when we did, he said
“I wish I knew where I was bound”, then he shot himself in the head
Every time he walked into a room
All the eyes would meet his face
Cause everyone just assumed
That he owned the place
He had that look, that walk, that smile
That announced, "Hey, here I am!
"And I'll be staying for a while
"Whether or not you give a damn!"
