This life isn’t really mine
I was created like Frankenstein
From a pile of parts
But where oh where did I get my heart?
‘n where will it go when they
Recycle me and rip me apart?

What the hell am I doin’ here?
Watchin’ men cry in their beer
What the hell am I doin’ here?
Tell me frankly, tell me stein
What is this life of mine?

I go to bed astonished that I was
Permitted to live.... another day
I dream the night.... I hear the light
I see the sound
The love that all are reaching
As they sink into the ground
Never having found.... the beauty

Isn't life so fab
You're laying on the slab....like
A drunken slob.... you
Become the blob
Watching the Friday movie.... your
Life is quite groovie

You learn to talk
Learn to walk
A dancer par excellence
In matters of courtship
You were enslaved
A long time ago

What man has stood as tall as you
Far above the fog... the bogs
Of sinking men and sailors
The dogs they howl a tune
Each time you are coming

You are exalted
Like fresh meat unsalted
Welcome to the bar
Mister Jerk...ey and pee nuts
A round on the house
You dirty louses better leave
That man alone

What the hell am I doin’ here?
Watchin’ men cry in their beer
What the hell am I doin’ here?
Tell me frankly, tell me stein
What is this life of mine?