Rockmaker

Don`t know quite what to say, haven`t seen you in seven ages
Can you tell that it`s me, or is my picture on torn out pages?

And you think it`s real, but it`s just another future deal
And you know you`re right, `cause you`ve waited for it all night
Then you find yourself, sitting on a little shelf

Don`t know quite what to do, I`ve been acting my life in phases
Is it really true that they`re keeping us locked in cages?

Rock maker