as the streets roll under
my pseudopods
i get the empty stares from
the backwashed bods
i can blow you off just
like a windy day
and i'm happy, despite what
you say
going underground... hiding
from the sound
the world is spinning as
you are beginning to see the light that i shine
welcome to my home
i'm sorry we are alone
well, it's my birthday and
i'll whine if i want
i can sing, i can dance,
i can take of my pants
i can blow you off just
like a windy day
and i'm quiet, despite what
you say
going underground... hiding
from the sound
the world is spinning as
you are beginning to see the light that i shine