unhand me i am not a criminal
though i've played a guilty part
in the modern sense that one pretends
their life is original
i wrote a book and i will call it something cynical
the story is slow the hero does not change
and if he can then he won't anyway
instead his foes and lovers all become identical
i fled the country
i thought i'd leave this behind
but i built the same damn house
on every acre i could find
and i tried to fake my own death
just shake the devils from my mind
i said
unhand me i am not a criminal
and if i am i paid the man just let me go
soon enough you will be dancing at my funeral