Walking all alone and thinking to myself
And wishing that I knew the answers
To the questions people ask me every day
Questions that must soon be answered
To the satisfaction of my elders
And on top of that, some answers that will do for me
Like where are you going today?
And what will you be tomorrow?
And what kind of friendships are you making
That will help you when you fall?
Find your rich one day and down the next
Walking all alone and thinking to myself
That people's private lives are not
The property of other civil-minded folk
Property is sacred
My opinions are my property
So if you don't agree with me
Then please give up on me
And I'll dig up my property
So why ask me why my hair is long?
And why ask me why I dress the way I do?
And why tell me that I'd better change my ways
Or else I'll probably wind up in the clutter in my dump?
Watching all of this, I'm thinking to myself






All along, I see a burning witch in Salem
And the superstitious intellects
That govern such unrighteous deeds
And looking for a second time
I see a people of a different day and age
Yet guilty of this selfsame and insenseless crime
So think before judging by my words

And look for cover
But cover may not say much for the book
So look beneath the surface for the meaning of the land
And don't confuse the issue where it can
Walking all alone and thinking to myself
And wishing that I knew the answers to
The questions people ask me every day
So it is earning me Ot'sed
It is earning me Wo'sT'ses
Everything is worth nothing


Will this day ever be?
The years Iご持Schťer








There's nothing I want