How does it feel to be completely unreal
How does it feel to be a voter
How does it feel to be a voluntary heel
I wonder who's it is
I see you queuing up outside Saint Peter's gate,
You can feel bonafide if you ride with the tide
But it's not real
How does it feel to be out on your own
How does it feel to be thinking
How does it feel to be out on the run
With the mindless world at your heels
I wish I had no answers to put to you
Cos they got me so high tied I feel
like most of me has died
And it's real
And outside on the dragon
And inside in the cold
Mammy's on the bandwagon, daddy's just getting old
And through the blood spew heavens
The roar of lust complains:
Please let me in I have no sin, but you know I'm not real
And how does it feel to be the master's right hand nose
How does it feel to be lieutenant
How does it feel to be stood on someone's toes
With a leech bleeding you for rent,
When you say you want a bit more rank
You wanna be a big wheel
You can feel magnified if you hide in
your pride... It's not real
And how does it feel with a white flag in your fist
How does it feel to have two faces
How does it feel with your god strapped to your wrist
And him leading you such a chase
You got one set of words for him,
and you got another for me
You're gonna feel mystified when you're identified
Don't worry kid it's not real
And outside on the dragon
And inside in the cold
Mammy's on the bandwagon, daddy's just getting old
And through the blood spew heavens
The roar of lust complains:
Please let me in I have no sin, but you know I'm not real
And through the blood spew heavens
The roar of lust complains:
Please let me in I have no sin, but you know I'm not real