"And in a funny way, the shaving of my, uh, head
Has been a liberation from, uh, a lot of, uh, stupid vanities really
Uh, it has simplified everything for me, it has opened a lot of
Doors maybe"
I'm not what you think I am
I'm the king of Siam
I've got a bald head
My name is Yul Brynner
And I am a famous movie star
Perhaps you saw me in Westworld
I acted like a robotic cowboy
It was my best role
I can not deny, I
Felt right home deep inside
That electronic carcass
You're such monumental slime
Let the punishment fit the crime
Tie it to a chair
The house music will blare
And turn your ears into
A medicinal jelly
Stay inside on Christmas Day
And make believe that you are my candy cane
You said, "I'm not that type
No, I'm not sweet
And I'm not overripe
Do you like?"
(Psycho disco)
Bob Dylan sang in
"It's alright mama, I'm only bleeding"
Everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see we got in too far
And not much is really sacred
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
