Illustrated Man

Illustrations on me, animation for you

Stories on my body, always comin' true

You ask if I'm insane, pictures of pain

Your stare I wear

You ask what they mean, they seem obsene

So unclean

Sit a while and watch my friend

Tell a story or two within my skin

A thousand times the need I did undergo, head to toe

My flesh has made an outcast of me, my strife, scarred

for life

Sit down children, as my life unfolds

My body moves cold

Illustrations on me, animation on you

Stories on my body, always comin' - true