(And in a funny way, the shaving of my, uh, head
Has been a liberation from, uh, a lot of stupid vanities, really
Uh, it has simplified everything for me and opened a lot of doors, maybe)
I'm not what you think I am
I'm the king of Siam
I've got a bald head, my name is Yule Brenner, and I am a famous movie star
Perhaps you saw me in "West World"
I acted like a robotic cowboy
It was my best role, I can't deny I feel better deep inside an electronic carcass
You're such monumental slime
Let the punishment fit the crime
We'll tie you to a chair, the house music will blare, and turn your ears into a medicinal jelly
I stayed inside on Christmas day
And made believe that you were my candy cane
You said "I'm not that type, no I'm not sweet, and I'm not overpriced in your life"