I am the flock with the absentee Shepard,
She showed me her spots-
She said, I am the leopard - I am the leopard.
She's Ripping my clothes - I don't understand her
She mates like a lion - I'm more of a panda, more of a bystander!
Down there is a fraction of a fragment of a dream,
I'll take my chances plugging out my life support machine.
I trade blows with whistles blowers,
God they hate the great outdoors,
And lock myself away until it's feeding time again.
I run low on funds! It's a fiscal disaster!
I stuck to my guns,
I stuck like a plaster- I stuck like a plaster.
But She's licking my face- I don't want her to do it,
I give her a sign- But she'd just misconstrue it,
Yeah- she'd see right on true it.
Down there is the prospect of a life upon the shelve,
So I'm sending out a pix-elated- Version of Myself.
Fuck the time wasters and Fakers!
Are there any other Takers!
Who could possibly deliver me from this mediocrity.
Count your blessings- not your chickens,
The hairline thins as the plot line thickens,
The only way of knowing - approximately where your going-
Is to- close - your eyes and SEE-
I am a flock with the absentee Shepard,
She showed me her spots, she said,
I am the leopard
I am the leopard
I AM THE LEOPARD!
I AM THE LEOPARD!
I AM THE L-E-O-P-A-R-D!
