The beast in me

Is caged by frail and fragile bars

Restless by day

And by night, rants and rages at the starts

God help the beast in me



The beast in me

Has had to learn to live with pain

And how to shelter from the rain

And in the twinkling of an eye

Might have to be restrained

God help the beast in me



Sometimes it tries to kid me

That it's just a teddy bear

Or even somehow manage

To vanish in the air

Then that is when I must beware



Of the beast in me

That everybody knows

They've seen him out dressed in my clothes

Patently unclear

If it's New York, or New Year

God help the beast in me

The beast in me