Ode To The Banana King (Part I)
Turning back ten thousand years
it's all a blur where the taxis go
monster man a willing friend
Lucy serves the melon cold
violent and delicious souls
four red trucks dressed illegally
mother knows how the bugle blows
gonna get caught gonna get caught
gonna get caught in her rug
this is not a conclusion
no revolution
just a little confusion
on where your head has been
boats made out of paper float
dreams made up for the Banana King, darling
crumbs you have lapped freely of
devious we all have been
violent and delicious souls
violent and delicious souls
this is not a conclusion
no revolution
just a little confusion
on where your head has been
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I'm not myself when you're around
I'm not myself standing in a crowd
I'm not myself and I don't know how
I'm not myself, myself right now
Chorus:
Jesus Christ will you look at me
Don't know who I'm supposed to be
Don't really know if I should give a damn
When you're around, I don't know who I am
I'm not myself when you go quiet
I'm not myself alone at night
I'm not myself, don't know who to call
I'm not myself at all
(chorus)
I always wished that I could find someone as beautiful as you