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Jump up with a jerk Can I get you what you need? You seem to need me more than I do. Of course you're bigger Of course, you're better You can't release me from my fetter Cinch me up with the strands I held to you in open hands Which gladly you received It's all I can perceive you be Someone outside of me, looming large While lying low I anticipate Your every minute impulse to desire "Fire! Fire!" Body yells Stand up quick to quell the bells As yet again the instinct wells To serve that someone else. But who's that there behind the line? He looks bad. He's not divine No brother's he of mine. Thine hands demand a spic & span House of white with shining fence Everything so perfect kept Of delay not a trace. I want it now, so get thee hence Can't tolerate a messy pace Nor time have we for tears be wept O nothing you have out of place So clean like death you are to me I resist that you have space Tho stronger if I keep you be I'll lose the world where I'd be free. So I take my pieces back That you've been tying round my neck For holding you at bay. Serve thyself, you say? What was that? That can't be you To me you say I need be true or else you'll come again? To tie me down & back; screw that, then I'll become my own owner copyright 1997-2002 Panjoyah |