Some may mere
Some may smear
Some may cheer
Some may sneer
All will fear
I am standing here
At the beginning of my own holy year
I see my former drear
My future career
And my fugacious fear
Will I adhere
And disappear
In this premier
Of grievous fear
Solely because I fear?
…
No
I will not cohere
I will appear
Against this atmosphere
Of sheer fear
I sheer my own fear
Before reaching the frontier
I only see, crystal clear
Some are sincere
Some are compeer
Some are revere
Some are charioteer
All have uprear
Now, hold my beer
