Am I alive Or am I dead? Living in this Kennel This old dog lives with dread. They spend your money and tell you where and when you can go. Your insanity is their Broadway Show. Grab your popcorn Grab your Lecture Books... This time I am a broken actor. One less entertainer For your satis-factor I tried to shine But you refused to let me glow I was a plant with no sun How was I supposed to grow? You have never had the time for me Now you have one less jester in your court. I refuse to live in this kennel This old dog shall bite you if you come near As I break I have no fear As this animal shall rightfully run free.