Standard (EADGBE)

 I’m spitting out a folk song, but I’m not feeling well

 And if you could see just where I be, you’d rather sunbathe in Hell

 ‘Cause it’s cold as stone to feel alone surrounded by a crowd

 Their hungry ears rip up my songs, and it makes me scream out loud

 I’m half a man, I’m half a man, I’ve sung myself in two

 I smoke a spliff, I play a riff, and try to tie my shoes

 I’m half and half a short giraffe, a dentist with no teeth

 I write songs of love, they only bring me grief.

Interlude

Nobody knows, nobody sees

I sing a happy song and the people are all pleased

But to know what happiness is, you first gotta know the sad

And to find inner peace, you first gotta go mad.

I’m half a man, I’m half a man, I’ve sung myself in two

I smoke a spliff, play a riff, and try to tie my shoes

I’m half and half a short giraffe, a dentist with no teeth

I write songs of love, they only bring me grief