Gentle Jesus is tucked away
in the old cupboard of my soul,
buried under a shroud of lost memories...
People : Meditate on my terrible story !
I fled the red (or black ?) bedroom
after immolating my innocent companion !
But the 3 little pigs caught up with me
and reminded me,that to kill Teddy ,
is to kill all mankind !
My punishment was to become a man
deprived of a child\'s soul ...
I could never play again in kindergarten
with little boys dressed in blue ,
and little girls in pink knickers ...
And forever ,in the sepulchre ,
the voice resonating :
\'\' Lorenz what have you done to poor teddy ? \'\'
At the exit of the malformed thinking house
the doctor Freud said to me :
\" Be wise my friend and we\'ll give you
instructions to use the fib\'s machine ,
and we promise that Barbie will share your nights ! \"
I\'d rather asking the big bad wolf for hospitality
and I flew away with my outlaw identity ...
leaving my freedom of speech deactivated ...
But you ,who read me aren\'t you a little pig
with a thought police badge ?