Strung Out Again

You get what you see

I saw a rich f**k giving charity

Saw an evil emperor

Wearing my clothes

They're far from the best

But they might suit you better than the rest

Just looking in the mirror

Will make you a brave man

I know my place

Hate my face

I know how I begin

And how I'll end

Strung out again

Was a parliament of owls

Fly over a city of canals

Floating on the body

Floating in the Dalles

You get what you see

But some things they just change invisibly

I don't know where I'm going

And I don't even want to know

They're far from the best

But they might suit you better than the rest

Just looking in the mirror

Will make you a brave man

Standing, smiling

On some fantasy island

Looking at my lost reflection again

But a tide's coming in

And I'm strung out again

Strung out again