Frankestein

(I still have the shake in my voice

And I'm going to sing you this song)

I don't know you from Adam, it could make my day

If you leave me a message I'll give it away

'Cause the most perfect strangers that you can talk to

Are the ones who pretend that you're not really you

Are with any attempts here to play Frankenstein

Come with plenty of chances for changing your mind

When you're building your own creation

Nothing's better than real than a real

Imitation

I won't find it fantastic or think it absurd

When the gun in the first act goes off in the third

'Cause it's rare that you ever know what to expect

From a guy made of corpses with bolts in his neck

If the creature is limping the parts are in place

With a mind of its own and a fist for a face

Say hello to your new creation

Now it's better than real

It's a real imitation

You may wonder what the catch is

As we batten down the hatches

And when later we find that the thing we devised

Has the villagers clamouring for it's demise

We will have to admit the futility of

Trying to make something more of this jerry-built love

And you'll notice it bears a resemblance to

Everything I imagined I wanted from you

But at least it's my own creation

And it's better than real

It's a real imitation