You're workin' like a monkey

Who's been trained by a sick junkie

On a mission to get money for a new suit and tie to where to a reception

Where they envy your deception and one compliments and praises to the ones

they despise.

Practicing your smile in the mirror

All the while try to cultivate the style of the bastards in power

I know what they're sellin' cuz their nervous twitch is tellin'

You're comin' off smellin' like the pig of the hour

I've got a lot of people tellin' me I'm out of my mind and I don't know why

My brain was bleeding and my fingers were proceeding through a notebook

I was keeping since the dawning of time

Senses were coroaded you know that I was loaded

You were dealing

I was reeling from the feeling and the madness was concealing like a siren song

People that I trusted would surely have me busted if they ever had a clue

What was really going on.

I got alot of people telling me I'm out of my mind and I don't know why