Invested all his mattress money
Divorced his Prom Queen hometown honey
Scraping up his alimony
Friends think hes a little funny

Needs a world class CEO.
Just another million or so
Get him to some real cash flow
So tears and sweat can IPO

For 15 years hes been out gunned
Bankers demanding blood refund
Companys looking Moribund
Even Draper will not fund!

Refrão:
He is the Riskmaster
Lives fast drives faster
Skates on the edge of disaster
He is the Riskmaster

Hes got a mission
Company vision
An artists ambition
Gut intuition
Fearless and free employee
No guarantee for the Corporate escapee

Team fights on against the trend
Had to lay off his best friend
Called a recession seems like depression.
Chapter seven. Is this the end?

But then a salesman shouts, We got it!
The companys gonna show a profit
To think the papers rang, quixotic
The sky has opened astronautic.

Refrão:
He is the Riskmaster
Lives fast drives faster
Skates on the edge of disaster
He is the Riskmaster

He is on top, on top of the world
At last they see it. Vision unfurled!
Cashflow landslide!
Now everybody wants a piece of his hide.
Court wants him tried. Press wants him fried.
Anyone this rich must have lied.

Refrão:
He is the Riskmaster
Lives fast drives faster
Skates on the edge of disaster
He is the Riskmaster