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