[Lyric] Going Public (Toasted Heretic)

Minor prophets, blushingly, approach me
Looking for a sign
Men in charge of corporations
Flirt with me
I drink their wine
Journalists in eggy suits now
Pester me to tell them lies
Poets I have always hated
Phone me to apologise
I get everything on credit
People make me skip the queue
Hello, I am going public
Who are you?
"Please exploit me" murmer menbers
Of the pretty girliе class
Pulling off their t-shirts slowly
Baby oiling tit and ass

I'm going public
Today while I was buying milk
Girls who wouldn't kiss me oncе
Stroked me like a piece of silk
All my vices virtues now
My arrogance, my lack of style
Seen in new lights
I dont choose how
Glances linger for a while
"Be a bastard" my world whispers
"Come, we've done the dirty work
Easing down the barriers
Dividing gentleman from jerk
Beat your girls, we'll take a picture
Have some kids then act their age
In twenty years we'll buy their story
Put it on the People page"
You may raise your hands in horror
When you hear I drink
Give me a degree in higher physics
Every time I think
You may save my breath in bottles
Scrape my spittle from my cheek
Market it as Aristotle's
Sympathetic Magic Treat

I'm going public