It's the plan of most    To discover that magnificent ghost    When did I get perverted    And my innocent eyes diverted from the view so grand    Imbued with distractions    I'm greedy like Senior Babbitt    I'm just chasing that electric rabbit    I'm a reluctant rebel    I just want to be Aaron Neville    With a crown on my head    And my denim shirt all dark with sweat    I'm just pushing the paint around    On advice from your lying mouth    You touched me and then you ran    And left a sad Peter Pan    All alone and awkward    But a transformation, I swear it will occur