Does your brain explode and wonder about the idea of helping educate others?
Does it wander and look for something else in the meantime?
Like easy sex or delicious berries?
Like singing songs or doing what’s easy?
It’s careless and carefree and open and wee!
It’s everything that wonders why he continues in glee.
Look at the man! He’s dancing naked in the streets,
But happy as can be
He continues to see
The world, the world, the world!
In all its bashful glory,
The cold, the cold, the cold!
As he wonders where he was.
He looks back at the track he’s covered, the people left dazed in the street of awe,
the expectant glances and contriving whispers
the people have turned away from his deeds
they sneer and prod and place
the idea that he has no fate
that soon he’ll fall and die and tumble
to the gates of hell that say: you’re welcome.
But why oh why do people fret?
Can they not see twas simply in jest?
And yes, he knows he’s bare at his chest,
but what difference, he’s left to his own distress.
So maybe if he sits and contemplates wisdom,
something quite strange and bizarre and extravagant would take place.
And then he could surely answer,
that he is wise enough to educate others.
Do not dance in the streets naked!
Do not wander and find the joy I once had!
Do not for people will simply laugh!
Follow me, I know the path!
And still the other minds will wander,
they’ll like easy sex and delicious berries,
they’ll like singing songs and doing what’s easy.
And lo behold and lo behold
there comes another man
naked in the streets.