Lyric The Explorer

(Lyrics by Brecht)

Day after day I comb my brain
Searching for words which sound the same
Choosing these words and making them fit
Hoping, somehow, they ll all make sense
If they don t, don t blame me
I m exploring my identity
I set the stage for the anonymous play
Composing good and evil in an offhand sort of way
So, if you should turn on me
It s because you don t understand
And won t until you assemble the fragmented picture
Of a shattered man
I m searching
And my own mind
Is my latest, greatest
Most fabulous find
I had to explore everything
All the drugs and drink
Cut my dick off with a butterknife in the sink
Lived in jail for a thousand or more years
Got lost for fifteen million more at sears
Never know what I might do next
Destroy myself
Discover death