Roll It off Your Skin

Well, you're so filled

Man, it should overflow

Touched a bit by fortune

Man, you better must obey

Approaching now it comes your hour

And you frown

Bought for some cheap occasion on 8th Street

When it dawned on you, you should leave

Born under all the right signs, but you missed the initiation

Frightened you might get what you want

Frightened more you'd buy it still, delaying all responsibilities

Now you sleep alone, you dance alone, sha-la-la-la-la

And now it's been a month or three, don't know my new number yet

Best to get some from some friend, better still if you regret

Slowly you may find that I've changed

Knowing what you know, knowing what I know

As you try to address it, you try to destroy it

You touch and you toy with it over, under, never to begin again

And now that you're the king of Troy

With your castle and your legions and ministers

Only waiting for the day

When you make your man out of clay

If you see me walking your way

Do you turn around and run, run away

Find a clever turn of phrase

Do you roll it off your skin?

Roll it off your skin

Roll it off your skin