All I need is my invisible friend Although I must say That lately he has been absent The favours he used to do Like splitting seas And sending plagues And the occasional help With burning desires And itching sinfulness It has decreased Brought back to an absolute minimum Making me wonder If now is the time to move on But He and I We go back such a long time From when I was a kid And He a couple of thousand years old So itβs hard to imagine That it was just my imagination all along