The beast in me
 Is caged by frail and fragile bars
 Restless by day
 And by night, rants and rages at the starts
 God help the beast in me
 
The beast in me
 Has had to learn to live with pain
 And how to shelter from the rain
 And in the twinkling of an eye
 Might have to be restrained
 God help the beast in me
 
Sometimes it tries to kid me
 That it's just a teddy bear
 Or even somehow manage
 To vanish in the air
 Then that is when I must beware
 
Of the beast in me
 That everybody knows
 They've seen him out dressed in my clothes
 Patently unclear
 If it's New York, or New Year
 God help the beast in me
 The beast in me