Do you remember Fazil's friend?
He used to live in the House of blend
He told a story of his life, about a fork and knife
While in the middle of the winter it's summer
Then in the middle of summer it's freezing cold
And I wonder, who's wet behind their ears?
There's something in the air tonight, it's hard to define.
There's gleam on every traffic light, like some kind of sign.
I hear you dis my name
When my back is turned
You have no shame
But still I'm not really concerned
Imagination is not a thing you lack
She's saying, you're lost
She thinks its time for you to detox
Too many tunes inside your head
Why don't you fill it up with her instead
You don't know what you're looking for,
You're lost in the past.
You don't know who you are any more.
How long will it last?
Ducks and drakes, on your own,
Like the first ones you had done.
My mistake, should have known,
It's a shame you passed on frowning.
Drop the gun, the one that's stuck to my head.
It's just begun, you're gone, you came walking free.
(The machine is turning fifteen)
I've seen it all before
The people and the bars there in
It doesn't turn me on no more
It's a place already done and been
Sometimes I gotta take a stand
Trouble down on my own street
Domestic violence on repeat
Smashed up doors and yelling again
Some say you are insane
But I don't think so I love you
You saw it all on TV
You read it all in magazines
No doubt that you could go on
I see the sunlight on your face,
I see the darkness in your eyes.
In my mind, that's lover's paradox.
I always try to give you space,
No way to cut you down to size.
Delighted and laughed upon
The critics had their fun
But he don't mind
And will look different when hes done