(I still have the shake in my voice And I'm going to sing you this song)
I don't know you from adam, it could make my day If you leave me a message I'll give it away 'cause the most perfect strangers that you can talk to Are the ones who pretend that you're not really you
Are with any attempts here to play frankenstein Come with plenty of chances for changing your mind When you're building your own creation Nothing's better than real than a real Imitation
I won't find it fantastic or think it absurd When the gun in the first act goes off in the third 'cause it's rare that you ever know what to expect From a guy made of corpses with bolts in his neck
If the creature is limping the parts are in place With a mind of it's own and a fist for a face Say hello to your new creation Now it's better than real It's a real imitation
You may wonder what the catch is As we batten down the hatches
And when later we find that the thing we devised Has the villagers clamouring for it's demise We will have to admit the futility of Trying to make something more of this jerry-built love
And you'll notice it bears a resemblance to Everything I imagined I wanted from you But at least it's my own creation And it's better than real It's a real imitation
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