Lyrics

Oh, I've been stabbed even more than Julius Caesar by your hands, my friend And, yes, I know what you think about me You couldn't keep it hidden cleverly Yes, I know what you think, oh And I'm afraid I cannot...I cannot give you any more for your plans, my friend So now's the time to show it all Well, here's my skin, now where's yours? Now where's yours? Now where's yours? Yes, I know what you think about me You couldn't keep it hidden cleverly Yes, I know what you think, oh, oh So, how does it feel to be you? So, how does it feel to be you? So, how does it feel to be you? Be you How does it feel to be you? So, how doеs it feel to be?