Danny Jack --back in the day
Was a 'rebel with a cause' display
He had an entourage of superstars
He would ride around town in muscle cars
Go from one party to the next
Drinking and picking up chicks for sex
He had a great job
Making tons of money, tiptop
But he was living the wild life, nonstop
He was full of energy and rage
A self-glorifying big shot on stage
Thinking he belonged in every place
For a few years, he went through a phase
With a big messianic ego embrace
One day, he finally made a forecast
Go 'west, young man, go west'
The result --a new conquest
© daniel miltz
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