I feel knotted up today

but in a most exquisite way

like neckties or like macrame

bowlines and Zeppelin bends

if you were a theremin

I wouldn't know where to begin.

my hands would stay here on my chin

with a hum that never ends.

This suit doesn't fit me

I made it myself counterfeitly

with buttons of blue

killing me with deja vu

it's a gift for you

when I escape at last

when enough time has passed

but something keeps me as a pet

the only house that's not on fire yet

I made it when I was an architect

this is just a side effect

I feel strangely regular

but honestly I prefer it to

the usual bizarre

damn that oxymoron

if you were a piece of dust

I'd shine a light through the busted window

and I'd learn to trust

in the updraft that you're on

click click auto-focus

the film's in the can like hocus pocus

a picture of you

killing me with deja vu

don't know what I'll do

when I escape at last

when the end of time has passed

but something keeps me as a pet

the only house that's not on fire yet

I made it when I was an architect

this is just a side effect

the punchline is there is no punchline...

the punchline is there is no punchline...

the punchline is there is no punchline...

the punchline is that there is no punchline...

the punchline is there is no punchline...

the punchline is there is no punchline...

the punchline is there is no punchline...

the punchline is that there is no punchline...

Oh! I just thought of how to change all the hate

into love with the old switcheroo

dancing in my deja vu

You'll be dancing too

when I escape at last

when the future is the past

something keeps me as a pet

the onley house that's not on fire yet

the onley house that's not on fire yet

the onley house that's not on fire yet

the onley house that's not on fire.....yet