Flaccid Flaccid Flaccid Flabby Drooping Weak That’s what the Latin said That’s what the Latin meant Flaccidus From flaccus Flabby Floppy Flap-eared Well isn’t that fitting? Flaccid man Flaccid man Standing so tall With nothing to stand on Flaccid man Flaccid man Talking so big But where has your backbone gone? You puff up your chest You polish your pride You want to be feared You want to decide But give you a challenge Give you a choice And suddenly You lose your voice Flaccid You droop You wilt You languish Flaccēre To grow weak To grow weary To languish Oh, I see you now All that posturing All that display And the moment gets difficult You simply fade away Flaccid Flaccid What a curious condition So much authority So little backbone So much command So little courage So much talking So little doing Flaccid man Flaccid man You want to be the mountain But you can’t withstand the rain You want to be the hammer But you tremble at the nail You want to be the captain But you panic at the sail Flaccid Flabby little ego Drooping little crown Flap-eared king Of a kingdom falling down You don’t need to be cruel You don’t need to be loud You don’t need to make Everybody bow Strength isn’t shouting Strength isn’t control Strength is having Something solid in your soul And when the pressure comes You stand You don’t scatter You stand You don’t blame You stand You don’t make somebody else Carry what you couldn’t That’s strength And that’s exactly What you lack Flaccid Flaccid Maybe it’s genetic Maybe it’s ancient Maybe it’s just A very unfortunate adjective But the Romans saw it Flaccidus Flaccus Flabby Drooping Weak And nobody knows Where flaccus came from No relatives No ancient family tree Just a mysterious little word For something floppy Imagine that An entire linguistic mystery And somehow It still describes you perfectly Flaccid You wanted to be formidable But you’re flexible You wanted to be immovable But you fold You wanted to be powerful But you languish Flaccid Flaccid Flaccid There is nothing wrong With being soft There is nothing wrong With being gentle But don’t confuse softness With strength And don’t confuse dominance With courage Because when the moment comes When somebody needs you When something actually matters When life stops being convenient That’s when we find out Who’s solid And who’s Flaccid Flaccid man Flaccid man You can keep the crown You can keep the pose You can keep telling everybody How powerful you are But eventually The truth has a way Of standing up And you? You have a tendency To droop.
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