I Should now be feeling happy. since I have a fine new job. an' wife an'family. I'm the model man who made it. every month a thousand bucks!. I should thank the lord I have it. and my success as an artist. should be proud I've got a chevy. I'm the kind of guy that lucks!. So I should now be glad as glad. With my brand new home is the best quarter. After starving for two years. In this whore of whores of towns!. Should be proud of being socially. Respected and even feared. But I think this kind of success. Is for circuses and for clowns!. You know I should be vain and proud. To have won my place in life. But I must vow I'm dazed. And I just don't know where I am at. Because it was all so easy picking. So I ask myself "and now"?. I have so many worlds to conquer. And I know I cannot ever be satified with that. I should be happy god has granted me. The sundays that I wanted. With my family to play the father. To play the husband...and display. But a monumental bore. You will find I am and more. Don't you feel I'm happy and easy. At the end of every day. Stand against a looking glass. And see yourself...what an ass. God and devil took the mass. On ten percent use of your brain. You are a doctor of philosophy. Priest or copper what a topper. Don't you wish you could grow young. And start it all again.. You won't find me gladly sittin. On a throne made of my savings. Im my heavily-morgaged home. Waiting for my coming death. Yah for too wonders gravitating. Flying saucers I'm awaiting yes I'm awaiting. At the neighbor's fence. Hoping and looking across the heath