It's the plan of most
To discover that magnificent ghost
When did I get perverted

And my innocent eyes diverted from the view so grand
Imbued with distractions
I'm greedy like Senior Babbitt

I'm just chasing that electric rabbit
I'm a reluctant rebel
I just want to be Aaron Neville

With a crown on my head
And my denim shirt all dark with sweat
I'm just pushing the paint around

On advice from your lying mouth
You touched me and then you ran
And left a sad Peter Pan

All alone and awkward
But a transformation, I swear it will occur