Old film footage, a friendly father with bushy eyebrows

A stunning way governed talking cigarette, left mouth corner

I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna be

I don’t wanna feel

Utopian monster, the man we loved for 40 or more years

Home life hell, encounter miserable, his dirt and decay

I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna be

I don’t wanna feel

I don’t wanna be pushed around, no-one belittle me

I can hear the thing, the madman shout, he’s coming, rescue me

I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna be

I don’t wanna feel

Old film footage, a friendly father with bushy eyebrows

A stunning way governed talking cigarette, left mouth corner

I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna be

I don’t wanna feel

I don’t wanna be pushed around, no-one belittle me

I can hear the thing, the madman shout, he’s coming, rescue me

I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna feel

I don’t wanna do, but you force me to