Jaykub, It's time for you to wake up And accept your awards. Inside Your tiny little one room Apartment of the poor. Upon the podium, You smile and you wave. They all thought that you were dumb, But it's you who's on that stage. Jaykub, You work until the day's done, And then you go to bed. And never With anyone to talk to But the hero in your head. (The hero) Upon the podium, You're handsome and you're tall. But actually you are Just hardly 5 foot small. Jaykub, It's time for you to wake up And accept your awards. And go on, And smile while your landlord Is pounding on the door. Upon the podium, You're famous and you're strong. They may alarm Because often you're a sad riff in a song