Wild Bill

Opportunity knocked
And now he's somewhere else
His big muscles flex
When used on himself
Testosterone
Congeals in his hand
In the shape of a fist
Around his magic wand

And wild bill just sits watching cable
His hell raising fades into flab
The iron fist arm chair judge presiding
Exiled from the black box himself

A kind of focused beam
Sent him out of the set
To make true his dream
To offer real help
He used to shake the world
He used to cause some grief
But now it'll take a crane
To peel him off his seat.