Am I a man or a mouse?
I'm a man I'm sorry to say.
That's what makes me weak;
Makes me doubt what I speak;
Makes me doubt who I am.
The mouse beats me with ease
At being just what he is.
Though tiny and meek
He doesn't doubt what he squeaks;
He doesn't doubt what he is.
He's far more a mouse than I am a man.
So, to all you manly men I say:
You might ham it up all you can, being a man,
But you'll never be as much of a man
As a mouse is a mouse.
No, you'll never be as much of a man
As a mouse is a Mouse.