Lyrics

If you're out to get my pride, please don't offer me a ride I don't even know which way that I'm going But I'd rather walk around in the image of a clown Than to be driven to the lost and found I'd hate to say that it was night in a frosty morn's day's light I'd hate to be a decoration on the wall I'd hate to look out of the eyes of another man's disguise When I know that it really ain't me at all If you're out to get me stoned on your new crop of home-grown No thank you sir please just pass me by Yes I may have made a slip and you know think I'm adrift But that's still no reason for me to lay down and die I'd hate to say that it was night in a frosty morn's day's light I'd hate to be a decoration on the wall I'd hate to look out of the eyes of another man's disguise When I know that it really ain't me at all Well I may be left behind but it's okay I don't much mind I wouldn't even mind being a low-down snail I might not be as bright or be high up as a kite But at least it'd be easy to bust out of a jail I'd hate to say that it was night in a frosty morn's day's light I'd hate to be a decoration on the wall I'd hate to look out of the eyes of another man's disguise When I know that it really ain't me at all Before I'd follow a crowd, I'd have to be too proud To say "Thanks a lot, but I know my way around" And before I'd take a drink from a stranger's kitchen sink I'd make sure I'd have both feet flat on the ground I'd hate to say that it was night in a frosty morn's day's light I'd hate to be a decoration on the wall I'd hate to look out of the eyes of another man's disguise When I know that it really ain't me at all