Where were you when music filled the room

Jazz blues and heavy tunes

Intermingled with the muse you knew

Sing another song or two

Step off the stage

The King of Pop will be here soon

Don’t be upset if I havent signed your autograph

My life is shown in photographs

I may be famous wealthy and lonely

But you don’t even know me

Because I hide it well

Here’s my hoodie that you can sell

What else is there to kiss and tell

Don’t forget my former exes

You won’t let me go a day without remiscing

And will I destroy my family

Or will my life stop before eighty-three

I don’t know what you expect of me

These drugs are making me feel sleepy

Every single one of you has been demeaning

Do I really hate myself or should I go be someone else