Junk

Motivation pulverised deep within a low down beat
With snapping fingers and a saturday night strut
Mr high slides by.

He is filled with arrogance and swagger
He's indestructible 
A ladies man, a mans man, he seduces them all

Then he has them and the mask slips
His grip is vice like
Deathly it's hold.

His evil Hand drags them down 
Into the bowels of the beast
Leaves them there to drown.