I look out from my window at the losers down below.
I'm a king, and they're just bums.
I'm the toast among the crumbs.
The profile in the mirror gets more classic every day.
Every feature, every trait.
Is this to be my fate?
Oh, why was I made this way? Superior, I'm so much better than you.
A cut above the rest, in so many ways I'm blessed.
Woe is me, what shall I do?
Superior, the creamy crammed in a crop.
I'm flyin' on a higher plane, try to drag me down your drain, but I'll remain right here on top! Eons and eons of devolving peons that just serve to lower the bar.
It's survival of the dumbest, while us great ones get punished.
In a world of black holes I'm a star!
Superior, oh don't you wish you were me?
You're so bland, and I'm sublime.
A pearl cast before you swine, but you're too blind to see! A cut crystal jar of fine caviar, a bubble bath and gold pinky rings.
Ascots and brie, me me me and more me!
Along with a quartet of strings! Superior, you asked me how I know.
The answer's so profound.
Oh, how do I dumb this down?
You, inferior; me, superior.
Nothing makes me leerier than your gauche exterior.
I'm superior!
The next evolutionary step.

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