Thoughts too heavy for paper alone

And I'm Lonely

Like a man in a room full of porcelain dolls

Lots of things around look like people

Very few actually are

The Merry Pranksters and Jokers Wild

The fallacy I sell to you:

A leper fiend pariah

Forever friend to ten foot poles

2 feet tall and porcelain

The feeble nature of my soul:

Vivid, green and red and blue

TV tubes built right in

Both Blasphemer and Pious

The punchline told again:

un-named on the honor rolls

Needle-junkie-type Messiah

Take the cup from my lips too