It's kind of strange how things turn out
Tell God your plans and make him laugh out loud
I see a man, he's at his peak
All the people see a freak
I hold out my hand, say how do you do
I am Catweazle, who are you?

I got a face only a mother could love
I asked her once, she said "all love's conditional, son"
You see my heart, it's open
It's just my old ticker that's broken
I'm digging up the garden, looking for clues
I am Catweazle, who are you?

Turn on the light, take a butcher's at these peoples
I got a bit of a thing for rare, exotic creatures

It's enough to make a grown man cry
Nobody wants to be a bad guy
My beautiful locks are golden
It's just my old ticker that's broken
And what you see before you is a version of something that may be true
I am Catweazle, who are you?

I'm digging up the garden, looking for clues
I am Catweazle, who are you?
Who are you?


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