Remember me when I met you back in chicago? 

Filthy bum (twenty plus some) with an old platitude

"mending fences or mending souls"

That was all you had to say

But fate was fair my friend

Now it's your turn to walk in my place



Tell me how's the view from down there-

Come on don't you like it? 

Suddenly you are no one and you feel like a freak

Down and out you just might find out who you

Really are

Sorry I can't join you right now

I'd love to stay but can't be late for my happy hour

Now don't get caught up in your paranoia

Just accept that we both -

Lose if there's a confrontation

Well I think we've got to find

Some good excuse with a prospect of detente



But standing my ground

I have drawn the line

Past which there can be no more compromise



Somebody help me find a way out of it

I'm quite sure there must be

More than meets the eye

A matter of what's inside

Pretending my soul can hide from the outside

When everyone can see we're hiding tragedy



Social marginal-

Setting the stage for our power struggle

Social marginal-

Engaging you in a test of wills

Social marginal-

No diversions please

It's time to wear your gameface

It's time to wear it now.....just put it on.



Now don't get caught up in your paranoia

Just accept that we both

Lose if there's a confrontation

And it's all we've got to find

A crucible can't we compromise? 

Now.



Somebody help me find a way out of it

I'm quite sure there must be

More than meets the eye

A matter of what's inside

Pretending my soul can hide from the outside

When everyone can see we're hiding tragedy

Now.



Social marginal-

Setting the stage for our power struggle

Social marginal-

Engaging you in a test of wills

Social marginal-

No diversions please

It's time to wear your gameface

It's time to wear it now - right now.



Mending fencesmending souls? 

Read between the lines and you'll know

Now.

Now it's your turn to accept me-

Now.



....but caught up in your own self-righteousness

All you can do is say - "you first".