Funny tortured mind   It happens all the time   It's not too encouraging   You never prayed for anything      What makes you so great   Something I would indicate   The lamest stand   The strongest can't help the similiarties      Doesn't seem at all severe   Is it fair now? Does it matter?   Backwards through another year   I'll come down soon   Don't tell me what to do      I'll make no claim on your design   I will not call you a friend of mine   I cannot follow your disguise   I will not   I will not      I'm not sure what you say   Makes any difference anwyay   Tell me what you mean   With any hope of coming clean      It's brought to you too late now   But I appreciate   the never-ending saying that   We've had days like this before      I'll make no claim on your design   I will not call you a friend of mine   I cannot follow your disguise   I will not   I will not      I will not call you a friend of mine   I will not   I will not