have you ever wanted to wake up ugly, be nothing
be bloody, live in the country, secluded
be chubby and eat when you’re hungry
have a pet monkey, be funny and have no money
no longer be in the company of puppetry
‘cause i think it sounds lovely to essentially have nothing
maybe that’s crazy and maybe that’s lazy
but i go crazy and just want to run through african daisies
’cause this life is hazy and i just want something amazing
and by amazing, i don’t mean hell raising, only embracing
we’re aging and maybe this sounds insane
but i have a brain and i don’t want to ride a train
i want to feel my veins and live… ok?
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