"How I Wish I Was You"
Words and Music by Just A Hobby
Appears on Pish Posh
You walk down the street. Everybody stares as you bellow in
your
Rage boiling in your blood. You scream what prisoners we are in this
self-imposed
Caged like a Chinese rat. Smoking our cigarettes and sniffing our airplane
Glued to the world with spit.
No-one's a free man. Nobody's free except you..
How I wish I was you.
How I wish I could do the things that you do.
How I wish you could see.
That sometimes it's hard being me.
You walk into the store. Conversations cease. The silence is
deafening.
Headed for the beer. Red Sea consumerism parts as you walk
Near the counter now. "Will that be all?" says the cashier with the
Harley
Tattoo stripped across his soul.
No-one can see it. No-one can see it but you...
How I wish I was you.
How I wish I could do the things that you do.
How I wish you could see.
That sometimes it's hard being me.
How I wish I was you.
How I wish I could do the things that you do.
How I wish you could see.
That sometimes it's hard being me.
Life is very short and sometimes I think there's been some
misunder
Standing in a doorway with a gun and a bag of happy endings.
How I wish I was you.
How I wish I could do the things that you do.
How I wish you could see.
That sometimes it's hard being me.
© 1992 Just A Song
