The Coward Burt Young

All wrapped in cellophane. He made it easy on me, said i had a pretty brain. Something like ornamental. Hang me on the Christmas tree, I'll bring a smile for the kids who think they're born to be.. adults until they are one. All wrapped in cellophane. The cards were stacked against me long before i chose to play, and as far as lies go this is a good one. I'm not a clever man, but i know shit when i smell it. I am an honest man. If i'm wrong i'll deny it. And sometimes i think that love might be merely the suspension of disbelief, oh no! There's a city underground where the mutants sing and dance around and their days work is never done and they long to one day see the sun. There's a kitchen in the clouds where your favorite food is always around. All you've got to do is follow just one tiny dream. Your friends all know you by your actions, not what's in your mind. And i still dream, occasionally, but not lately. Who has got the time? There's a whole world in there. A universe in an eight-pound skull, and such a sad affair when no one comes outside to play. And sometimes i think that hope might be merely the suspension of disbelief, oh no! But i fight that crippling feeling before it KILLS ME. There's a city underground where the mutants sing and dance around and there's enough for everyone and they long to one day see the sun. There's a kitchen in the clouds where your favorite food is always around. All you've got to do is follow just one tiny dream. All wrapped in cellophane. No one said it would be easy, then i never asked. On second thought, maybe i did. It's hard to keep things straight, these categories in my head. It's hard to stand up straight, but oh, that's right, you can't relate.