Whiz Kid Announces Comeback Tour

Gimme a wig and a mask
and something to write on
I’ll be your poodle
yelping for your pleasure

Gimme a gun and a facial
Lovely revolutionary
Stunner in the grass
with a good target in sight

Gimme the lonely charring
of a clean fire on an old life
I’ll plaster the ashes into a wall
and hang a good photo there

Gimme your answer do
o daisy o flower of passion o weed
Lumber into my forebrain
and hand me a reason to lie

Gimme some tumbledown
some relic some ancestry to defend
I’ll open a window and shove a stick in the sash
All for you and your temporary needs

Gimme a reason and a flimsy premise
I’ll be gone before my voice is thin
Ragged as childbirth in a hospital gown
I’m a dog for the training and I’m all yours

Then gimme a bed and a nightfall or two
Get me up when I can be myself
Get me a bus ticket for a long long ride
I’ll be there before morning and do it again

What I remember is that I was always the gimme
the go to the response the left behind genius
I was young once and thought I could be myself
So gimme a face and I’ll try to make it my own