Through thick and thin, draw a loser win
To the bitter end, you'll be a friend of mine
Right from the start, straight from the heart
Entree a la carte, partner in crime
At home and abroad, I've scratched and I've clawed
No, I'm not overawed by awful success
I've found the ways and the means
Not to go to extremes
It's not as hard as it seems
But my dreams are a mess
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Section 2 of the Times
Speaks of artistic crimes
It's all nickel and dime
Stuff that's timid and tame
Here on the East Coast
A man gleans the most
From page six of the Post
They play the most dangerous game
For fathers and sons
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Tensions in tongues
They're not the only ones
It runs in families
Yes, sometimes it bombs
Between daughters and moms
Sing some hymns, recite psalms
Calmly drop to your knees
Through thick and thin
Draw a loser win
To the bitter end, you'll be a friend of mine
Right from the start
Straight from the heart
Entree a la carte
Partner in crime