元ネタ：しがない歩兵（原題Only a Pawn in Their Game Bob Dylan）
作：ヤジタリウス
Your request from the back of the tush takes the major clever route
Your member lingers as a ringer about yourself
Your scandal hidden in the doubt
Your ground set the trust
You says, take you to his room
Behind a man's stain
And it can be attained
He's only a man in your game
Your member lingers as a ringer about yourself
Your scandal hidden in the doubt
Your ground set the trust
You says, take you to his room
Behind a man's stain
And it can be attained
He's only a man in your game
Your smooth condition reaches his room's door with fun
You get more than lucks, can't refrain
You're better than the others, you seem not to have chains, say in the heart
In the negative's shame
He used to be good
At the relative pain
As you have to claim
Just his door key to free
To the surprise of himself
But it can't be his fault
He's only a man in your game
You get more than lucks, can't refrain
You're better than the others, you seem not to have chains, say in the heart
In the negative's shame
He used to be good
At the relative pain
As you have to claim
Just his door key to free
To the surprise of himself
But it can't be his fault
He's only a man in your game
The steady stuff, affairs, the manners claimed onus
And the partial description of the game
When the door shuts another opens in the same way as other guys did
He's sought by your quibble
From the heart in your middle
That causes more games
To prospect his life's scene
To keep you up to date
So he can never see straight
Clout of type that you are
Where it can't be seen
He's only a man in your game
And the partial description of the game
When the door shuts another opens in the same way as other guys did
He's sought by your quibble
From the heart in your middle
That causes more games
To prospect his life's scene
To keep you up to date
So he can never see straight
Clout of type that you are
Where it can't be seen
He's only a man in your game
After the pretty max, he takes care of the pack of the lack
And the proof that he would've thought again
Would be presented no matter how it's late
Though it's too late
For your forbearance to match
To see a blemish in his latch
To belong to his crotch
To fill with some sigh
Tracing a log already written
He has got to escape
If he can't be a man
He's only a man in your game
And the proof that he would've thought again
Would be presented no matter how it's late
Though it's too late
For your forbearance to match
To see a blemish in his latch
To belong to his crotch
To fill with some sigh
Tracing a log already written
He has got to escape
If he can't be a man
He's only a man in your game
Today, the major clever state carries on going in where he's caught
You're bothered by the downer's thing
But when a showy one gets through your test
That's a rebuttal run
Feel tingling in nerves
In his body that's about
To run away from your scheme
Your personal plan
Only a man in your game
You're bothered by the downer's thing
But when a showy one gets through your test
That's a rebuttal run
Feel tingling in nerves
In his body that's about
To run away from your scheme
Your personal plan
Only a man in your game
