I look in the mirror, there's nothing to fear there
But my nose is plain on my face
My eyes aren't limpid pools
But they were, they'd swish it all over the place
My lips aren't cherries but if they were
It's hard to say what I'd eat
My ears aren't little shells but if they were,
I couldn't hear myself think
People tell me I look down
But I'm always standing 66 inches off the ground
People tell me I'm glowing, or they tell me to cool down
But the light never changes and my heat's small enough for this town
My thighs aren't milky and my toes aren't cute
And no-one calls my hair "locks".
I've never worn gossamer, I always sleep in my socks.
I've never seen my mind's eye because my head gets in the way
I've never seen my heart strings but I know how to play
I am flesh and bone
I can't live by bread alone
I am water, I am organs
But you can't drink me and you can't sing a poem
I need meals and sleep
But there's something in my soul
No-one can call it, but I think I'm on a roll
I am flesh and bone
I can't live by bread alone
I am water, I am organs
But you can't drink me and you can't sing a poem
I need meals and sleep
But there's something in my soul
No-one can call it, but I think I'm on a roll