There’s a black cloud overhead

That’s me

And the poison ivy chokes the tree

Again it’s me

I’m the filthy one on Bourbon Street you walk on by

I’m the little boy that pushes hard and makes it cry

There’s a dirty needle in your child

Stick me

Empty bottles still in hand, still dead

Still me

I’m the suit and tie that bleeds the street and still wants more

I’m the forty-five that’s in your mouth, I’m a dirty, dirty whore

Look, it’s me

The one who can’t be free

Much too young to focus

But too old to see

Hey, look, it’s me

What no one wants to see

See what you brought this world

Just what you want to see

Hey, Ma

Hey, Mom! Look, it’s me

And he wants to be called “Father” now

Me again, me

The marks inside your arms spell me

Spell only me

I’m the nothing face that plants the bomb and strolls away

I’m the one who doesn’t look quite right as children play

Look, it’s me

The one who can’t be free

Much too young to focus

But too old to see

Hey, look, it’s me

What no one wants to see

See what you brought this world

Just what you want you want to see

Hey, Ma

Hey, Ma! Look, it’s me

Look up to me,

What to be and what to fear

Look up to me

Look, it’s me. Like what you hear?

See right through me

See the one who can’t be free

See right through me

Look, it’s me, what no one wants to see

Now see the black cloud up ahead

That’s me

And this poison ivy chokes the tree

Again it’s me

And I’m the filthy one on Bourbon Street you walk on by

I’m the little boy that pushes, pushes, makes it cry

Look, it’s me

The one who can’t be free

Much too young to focus

But too old to see

Hey, look, it’s me

What no one wants to see

See what you brought this world

Just what you want to see

Hey, Ma

Hey, Ma! Look, it’s me

Hey, Ma

Hey, Ma! Look, it’s me