If I wear a bucket on my head will you like me?
If I slur the lyrics to my stupid song will you think it's cool?
I've been chasing my own shadow for fifteen years
And it's finally time to realize that it's not me it's you
I couldn't fight the fever
I couldn't cut a fading line
I couldn't fight the fever
Now I'm on my own
I couldn't fight the fa fa fever
Waiting in the la la line for the door
It's clear to me that it's no good to play the fool
On bended knee to kiss your feet
Such a shame
I've been living in your shadows for fiteen years
And enough is enough the time is up
I'm not a slave to you