how low d'ya see me stoopin', baby?
does it make you cock your brow and wag your finger so?
so low, i'm under the bottom lately
and i've been holdin' back the urge to keep it rollin' down that slope
so go and warn the others of the bedlam that i bring
the thievin' and deceivin' and the lies, well that's just me
in a funny kinda way it's kinda funny, wouldn't you say?
now that we're nearing the end times, baby
does it even really matter what i done?
could i be hearing a new sound, honey?
it sounds exactly like that time that i forgot where i came from
and went and told the others that the things they heard were true
the details can remain inconsequential now that you
you went on your merry way, and i became the far and away
droppin' off of the grid now, baby
'cos i don't care to face the public and the unsurprising truth
and if you think i'm being selfish, wait 'til you see what i think is selfish