imagine your whole life you're just part of some device
you can't ever really see
wouldn't it be nice
if we were bolder, i'd bite you on the shoulder
find out if you really bleed
so let me start with this
i ain't no pacifist
i can't wait to do another tour
i find my inner peace
like lola on a leash
i will never stop fighting the last war
imagine sometimes your autograph is just an autograph
it ain't worth nothing more
so saddle me up a big old buck
tie me on him and wish me luck
soon enough we'll all know the score
so let me just be brief
i don't care for your beliefs
there's certain things i find too hard to swallow
but you can rest assured
your concerns have all been heard
we'll still be fighting the last war tomorrow
the optimist stressed that you were half dressed
at the scene you created
in the middle of the street
and how dare they suggest you could be second best
and then steal all the rest
because anything less than everything is a cheat
imagine when you die do you think who might cry
and who might speak at the service?
and if the second verse is the same as the first
a little bit louder and a little bit worse
then why don't we just skip it
so let me just be clear
i'm not your fan i'm not your peer
when i see you next i'll see you on your knees
let's make the best of this
a rendition and a kiss
and lola still on a leash
and lola still on a leash