Take me out and make me feel

What it's like to be surreal

Sticky, stingy, stiff and pale

Wonder how I got so quail



They might save a lie

Or a fiendish why

In a time where the things we do scare me

I preferred to be

Stupid and naïve

In a time I remember just barely

Before I was smart



On a train to my old town

Putting on a scornful frown

In this town I used to sing

Sing about most anything



They might save a lie

Or a fiendish why

In a time wher e the things we do scare me

I preferred to be

Stupid and naïve

In a time I remember just barely

Before I was smart