I Am Not a Muse

I am not a muse

I don't have hits on charts with other people's bad news

I'm not a series of childish clues that believe cleverly in half truths

I am not a muse, I am not a muse...

I am not some sad jack in anorak or half-cap, high on smack

I am not a muse, I am not a muse, I am not a muse, I am not a muse...

I am not in the band because Daddy didn't understand

I do not gain from others' pain and then sell it back to them again

I'm not mad or insane

I'm not into early Miles Davis or John Coltrane

I am not a muse, I am not a muse, I am not a muse, I am not a muse, I am not a muse...

I am not a muse

I do not profess to love the blues

I'm not fit to shine Gram Parsons' new soft shoes

I do not mention countless interviews, countless interviews, I am not a muse

I am not a northern star

I do not greet my friends with 'ay-ups' and "Alright lads"

I don't sit outside of Italian [?star bombs and talk about the Lars and the Lars and the Lars?]

I am not a muse

I'm not a series of "don'ts and do's" and "who's whose" for the middle classes to peruse

I don't hang with North London crews

I am not a muse, no I ain't no muse...

I am not a professional southerner

I know I'm not "Alright, guv'nor."

As one masochist said to the other, "don't beat yourself up about it, brother

Don't beat yourself up about it, brother."

I did not form a band to get a larger plot of land

It was not engineered or planned to spend a life by sea or sand

To get our tail feathers fanned

I am not a muse, I am not a muse

I am not a muse

I'm not into Robert Johnson

I don't love those Delta blues, I can feel the breeze but I can't change a few

I am not a muse, I am not a muse

I am not in the band because Daddy or Mommy didn't understand

I do not gain from others' pain and then sell it back to them again

I'm not mad or insane

I'm not into early Miles Davis or John Coltrane

I am not a muse... x16