Unsupervised

 "Unsupervised"

Unsupervised

they just wanted me to die

and I sat

on the corner

aged five

singing all original songs

then as now

and no one cared

no one dared

tell me i'm great

or even mediocre

"he has potential"

existential

at four, i wrote entire rock operas

sure

sometimes i would steal

a hook

here n there

but then again

so does Sir Paul

and what do i care

no one gonna sue me

no one cares anyway

i could be dead or alive

and no one would say

and God made me this way

yes

i sat on the corner

quite unsupervised

cause no one really cared

be funner if i'm dead

abducted

and as it should be

smarter than the rest

genius to the test

And well ,...

at least God is my friend

sometimes

he entertains me

with silly games

and limericks

word play

bad luck

and I hate Sunday

yes

for i sat on the corner

writing entire concerts in my head

Cars going by ,..

a stranger came

a young lady

she told me i was great

she listened for minutes

and then went away

that's all i can say

thats what i remember

that September 1970

and here in 2020

i saw her just the other day

she was now old and aged

He put her in a cage

For loving me,..

See i told you so

bad luck

will come to thee

but she still says i'm great

anyway,...

she is my guardian angel

mechanical angle

and oh how i hate

it all

i don't want to be here

never did anyway

a family that hated me

and i betray

they wanted me taken away

abducted

and raped

beheaded

and thrown

in the bushes

decayed

a dead child

and the last

of 8 ,...

that could have been me

and it might have been great

because then i wouldn't suffer

this stupid world

rejected by girls

or some shit like that

hated for being small

berated,..

and "unsupervised"

i Crept away ,..

from them

I was alone way back then

and so ironic now

how nothings changed,..

its all

still the same

they wanted me snatched

they wanted drama

they wanted things to talk about

not boring old me

i've nothing to offer

go fill up your coffer

I am an ancient soul

so talented

yet nobody cares

and life isn't fair

And God laughs at me

says its how it should be

rejected

hardly loved

not respected

or detected

1-00

1-00

SOS

and 666

becomes our friend

somehow

we lay their at night

defying the Lord

and remembering only

all

that was bad

so glad

then we pray

the burden is light !

I can get away !!!

i will crack the code

I will break the mold

be a superstar

before I'm too old

yeah

that's what they all say

then they all get away

by claiming their gay

or some liberal fake shit

like that

old hat

And "Someday,...We'll be together"

I sing as Dianna Ross

or however

I remember

those cold "Ber" Months

of yesterday

creeping closer

as today

I see the cold sun going down

in my dreams

then as now

And Syd whines

and dines ,...

Fiat Executive

Expletive

boring idiots

they get caught

creeping in bars

bored of this life

prayer

and strife

So vapid

and callous

who don't know they suck

they wonder aloud

rarely alone

they're so full of shit !

because unlike me

they can't handle it

this is why i'm hated

this is why i'm ignored

for i am the strong

self adored

i guess

not like the rest

unsupervised and gone

is how i must be

on a long walk to explore

at age three

run over

killed

and God says go back

live again

do it over

and this time with sin

Yes ! I'm sending you back !!

again and again

De Ja Vue

picked up

dropped off

dead or alive

oh how it all seems the same !

its pre-arranged !!

and there is no mistaken

they wanted me taken

they wanted me dead

or something bad

for it might be just the same

a funeral

sad

and blame

but

he would have just grown up

to be lame

anyway

Who needs this little

ungrateful shit

urchin

ORPHAN

wretch

he may expose us all

or we might expose HIM !!