h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Your Own

You are your own woman
You are your own man
You are your own person
you are the one who makes the decisions
don't let anyone else make them for you
just do what you feel is right
just do what you want to
just go were you want to
no one can stop you
no one can stop you anymore

I wish I was a fish
sitting in the deep blue sea
I would watch all the pretty women
they be fishing at me
I wish I was a dish
A dead fish
or is that a wish
to be or not to be

I can't stop this thought
that maybe you thought was a distraction
you think these things are going on
they are not really what you plan to song
they really should be in the wrong
see the look in your eyes
wish to be a dish
wish on all abstract
wish on all make it sack

make a spell
make it well
make it right
wish for the night
just so you can fight
the daemon of doubt
and go forth beyond the south
don't sit on a tree
its inside you and me
its a stolen lyric
an an stolen tune
don't look at it now
you may hurt your eyes

the lemon tree in the window is just a metaphor wholeness in the flour I doubt you ignore
justice is a word for which I do not understand but i strive for it anyway just in case i am not being lead astray
feel like a sheep being herded or feel like a shepherd?
controller or controlled?
slave or master?
does it have to be either I ask?
Do I have to chose?
I don't want to be slave
I don't want to be master
I want to be equal
I want to be equal in every way
every day
why?
Is it impossible to ask?
Is it impossible to sing?
Are the lyrics just to controversial?
Am I being silly?
Am I in doubt?
Can I be slave?
Can I be master?
Do I really know who I am?

The fish fit nicely.

Yeah, fish are slippery fellows