Song: Shape Of A Man

[Charlie]

I don't deserve your hospitality
What I deserve is in the grave, under dirt and stone
A wooden box to bear my name, and the reverend's "rest in peace"
No black veils or tears to be shed, just blow another hole in my head

It's giving me enough problems, anyway
Changing the shape of the man I am, these days

I don't feel lucky at all to be alive
I've got a house, and I've got food, what the hell else?
Possessions that mean nothing, people that I neglect
I wish that jesus would forgive and forget the disrespect

It's giving me enough problems, anyway (every day)
Changing the shape of the man I am, these days
It's giving me enough problems, anyway (every day)
Changing the shape of the man I am, these days

Am I set too deep in my ways to make a change?
Oh, how many more times must I betray myself?
And when will all the lies come to an end?
Questions without answer
Will they always remain questions?

Oh, when will I change this shape of a man
When will I change this shape of a man
When will I change this shape of a man
When will I change this shape of a man I am