Freaky at the top
Of this world is you
Why should I try so hard
To end up like you
Do I eat like you?
Do I sleep like you?
Do I breathe like you?
Suffering the madness
Are the puppets of croon
Is this what I have, so far,
To look forward to
Want the real you
It's the real me
Do I fit the shoe?
I know it's hard
To find the bare naked truth
I know it's hard
But the trouble is you
It's you
Mugs and drugs
Commercial plugs- they label you
Have your cake and eat it-
I am following you
Into the moon
Into the gloom
To don the shoe
And I hung my neck
So that you could use
And I broke my back
I can't go back into this room
For the shoe- it's you
I know it's hard
Freaky at the top
Of this world is you
Have your cake and eat it-
I am following you
On to the moon
Into the gloom
To don the shoe
(J. Daruwal