I Don't Want To Be Me - Jethro Tull

Got a grand house out in the country

Marble pillars holding the door

Empty bottles lining the wall from the night before

Got a Roller out in the garage

But the wheels are stuck to the floor

Got no reason to go anywhere--no friends call anymore

I don’t want to be me, I don’t want to be me

I know it’s hard to see, But I don’t want to be me

Had me playing down at the palace

I was declared the belle of the ball

Made the boys take my goods and chattels away--

Now I’m staring at an empty hall

I don’t want to be me

Pardon me--I'm on my way

Pardon me but I’m going

Taking on the simple life and I feel the grass roots growing

I’m going to ride the ragged road--

Diamond spurs jangling into the sunset

No circuits running overload--Well maybe I’m not done yet

Now there’s nothing left in the cupboard

And three bears' been eating my soup

My life is one big critical mess if you take a look

And the butler’s off in Ibiza on expense account gone berserk

But I can’t check out of this crazy world

Without being a jerk--I don’t want to be me