A Celebration--With a Vengeance?!

Well, lopsided is how I describe it. Your mother never wrote me a check. You move around the scene with impunity. You got a couple years left at best. But I'll be counted in the books of in, You're vicious and draconian. You're always at the top of the list. Let's have a celebration in your name. Damn you with the highest praise. Send me your way, son. You've earned it. It's a call, a good will, and you've spurned It. Kudos to friends who see you through, But I wouldn't be your friend if you paid Me to. To. Radio static, monochromatic. I know you're on the television box. Money's working hard, all my friends say you're Star. It sounds like a metaphor. It's not. Such a greedy little raven hoarding coins In your collection, and I'd love to see them Scattered to the wind. Let's have a celebration in your name. Damn you with the highest praise. Send me your way, son. You've earned it. It's a call, a good will, and you've spurned It. Kudos to friends who see you through, But I wouldn't be your friend if you paid Me to. To. We are very disappointed in your behavior, Young lady. Let's have a celebration in your name Endear you With the highest praise A standing ovation To Burns and You took all our good will And you spurned it Kudos to the friends who Stayed with you But I wouldn't be your friend If you paid me to To