Where have we gone?
And where have we been?
Your perishable conscience
Doesn't want to recognize me
I am so confused
And you are so obsessed
Obsessed by your friends,
Yourself, the white clown and your "family"
I am trying to tell you
But you are not concerned
You want more television
My money makes you smile
I don't feel like you do
Someone has lifted the wool from my eyes
I am changing face
And you are changing nothing