A Good Man’s Got Nothing To Prove

The world won’t abide by an unspoken rule
I gotta get my ass on the move
Riding in the sunset on a broken mule
A good man’s got nothing to prove

Say another prayer try a different tune
And meet me at the end of the record groove
They’re waiting like an Uber with a big balloon
A good man’s got nothing to prove

Just like with the Sour Patch Kids
I always got a thing for the blues
And gossip makes me exhausted
A good man’s got nothing to prove

Hear about a crime on the six o’clock news
They can’t find who did it they will pin it on the Jews
The killer is running with his big tattoos
A good man’s got nothing to prove

Chowing down a foot-long on the Berlin Wall
Sweet pickles taste better with rouge
Getting on the subway for a booty call
A good man’s got nothing to prove

Wrap your head around the credit score
Be thankful you were pre-approved
Jerry Seinfeld said it all before
A good man’s got nothing to prove

Fidel Castro surrendered
Now the world can really improve
To every Cuban a computer
A good man’s got nothing to prove
To every man a computer