Lyrics

Take all your poems, your paintings and your songs
Take your quest for acceptance, your need to belong
Take that checklist of ways you've been so grievously wronged
Please take that face and begone

Take all your professors, your colleagues and your friends
Take your self-serving lectures, your means to an end
Take your money and your diamonds and your sycophantic throng
Please take that face and begone

You climb down from your mountain
With those tablets in your hands
Laying down commandments I must follow
You're crying me a fountain
Saying no one understands
But I'm afraid I find that hard to swallow
Those tears are hollow

Take all your convictions, your opinions and your lies
Take your acts of contrition, your dark and stormy skies
Take all those years spent slummin' in a world you don't belong
Please take that face and begone
You've kept it around far too long
I'm taking my ball and going home