Theres a man in my head, and he wont go away.
This bizarre little man is perculiar, yet gentle.
A man of many names, he goes by Franklin Finkle.
He paints pictures of how he'd like me to be.
I block him out but he keeps coming back.
When these pills runout, is when he attacks.
This man is strong.
Yet Sly.
Very Sly.
Is this man the reason I stay up and cry ?
Doctor says no.
I need healthy rest.
And maybe just maybe,
The man will sleep to.
Or so we hope.Chorus: Theres a man in my head, and he wont go away.
He fore-tells my future, and is strangely always correct.
Theres a man in my head, and he Just Wont Go Away !
Theres a man in my head and forever he will stay.....
When this man falls down, I fall down as well.
Yet we always find the courage to stand up.
This man is my posion.
How fullfilling.
This man is my craving.
How seductive.
Chorus: Theres a man in my head, and he wont go away.
He fore-tells my future, and is strangely always correct.
Theres a man in my head, and he Just Wont Go Away !
Theres a man in my head and forever he will stay.....
Deep within you, somewhere inside.
Theres always a place, for are own man to hide.
____________________________©John Minoia 2008
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This post has been edited by Eat-Sleep-andJam: May 1 2008, 02:49 AM