Someday i will ask

You to make me a mask

Whether it’s out of cardboard

Or paper or plast

I don’t really know why

I’m the kind of guy

To tell you to make clothes

Monarch butterfly

My face is used to the sun

So why not have some fun

By taking the task

Of making me a mask

(cool guitar/piano solo!!!)

I like to eat like a plant

But most people can’t

So to act like a person

I could look like your aunt

My face is used to the sun

So why not have some fun

By taking the task

Of making me a mask

i m used to hiding 

And wearing clothes

My soul could be gliding

And wearing one of those