How Do You Like It So Far

Can't choose
between me and doctor Seuss.

What do you think of that, cat?
What do you think of that, cat?

No fooling.
No schooling.
Just drooling.

All I wanted was a little money.
All I wanted was a little respect.
All I wanted was a little hope, for a while.

Can't run
from the press gangs hunting.
Can't flee
from the fame around me.

How do you like it so far?
Now I'm alone in public.

Outside.
Inside.
Breathe.

You've got to build yourself.
You've got to build yourself.
You've got to build yourself.
You've got to build yourself.

You've got to build yourself.
(I've got to write myself)
You've got to build yourself.
(I've got to read myself)
You've got to build yourself.
(I've got to be myself)
You've got to build yourself.
(I've got to build myself)

(repeat and cresendo)