It's the plan of most To discover that magnificent ghost When did I get perverted And my innocent eyes diverted from the view so grand Imbued with distractions I'm greedy like Senior Babbitt I'm just chasing that electric rabbit I'm a reluctant rebel I just want to be Aaron Neville With a crown on my head And my denim shirt all dark with sweat I'm just pushing the paint around On advice from your lying mouth You touched me and then you ran And left a sad Peter Pan All alone and awkward But a transformation, I swear it will occur
