Now you sit there thinking feeling insecure    The mocking court gesture (jester) claims there is no proven cure    Go back to your chamber, your eyes upon the wall   'Cos you got no one to listen, you got no one to call      And you think I'm curious      Drifting, drowning in a purple sea of doubt    You wanna hear she loves you,    but the words don't fit the mouth    You're a loser, a rebel, a cause without      But don't think me callous      Dancing Rosemary, disappearing sister Ruth    It's just your yellow appetite   that has you choking on the truth    You gave in, you gave out, outlived your dream of youth       And I can't get jealous      So go on, you'll continue with your nose so open wide    Knocking on that door that says Hurry come inside   But don't bother to buy insurance 'cos you've already died       And you can't be serious       I saw my reflection in my father's final tears    The wind was slowly melting, San Francisco disappears    Acid heads, unmade beds, and you Woodward world queers      I know you're lonely   I know you're lonely   I know you're lonely...         Thanks for your time   And you can thank me for mine    And after that's said   Forget it.      Bag it, man