Mr. Belvedere

Streaks on the china, Never mattered before, Who cared?When you drop kicked the jacket, As you came through the door, No one glared.But sometimes things get turned around, And no one's spared. All hands look out below,There's a change in the status-quo. Gonna need all the help that we can get.According to our new arrival, Life is more than mere survival. And we just might live the good life yet.