I think it’s true
That every choice you make
Affects your “Man-Brand”
And mine I advertise
With posters on the cell wall
Thrasher and Paris
An eclectic mix
From skate punk to literature nerd
As age claims me
But I tread carefully
With the choices I make
Limited that they may be
Triple J, Coffee and Tobacco
Rugby in the winter
But sadly the defining feature
Of my man brand of late
Is long hard years in jail
And I find little else
To bring to the show
When I bare my soul
And I look forward
To life blossoming in the future
And these words won’t be so cold
And my man brand can be
A little less thug
And a little more love
