Mindless Self Indulgence

The Modern with the warrior
The mean with the stride
The Tom with the sawyer
And the mean, mean, mean, mean pride.
And though his mind is not for rent,
Don't put him down as arrogant.
His reserve, a quiet defense,
Riding out the day's events.
The river
What you say about his company
Is what you say about society.
Catch the mist-mist, catch the myth-myth
Catch the myst-ery, catch the drift-drift.
The world is the world is,
Love and life are deep,
Maybe as his eyes are wide.
The Tom with the sawyer
With the eye on the you,
the space he invades
He gets by by by by....