The Headless One

Try wearing my head over yours
And see if it fits, then wear it
Try taking my mind for a spin
I’m Dr. Hyde while you’re Tim
No need to be scared of an accident
I put the safety lock on
I’ll hang out at home for the day
While you lead my head astray
Try me out and see what makes it better
Makes it worse
You’re going to need the manual
Well, I’ll take it down and dust it off
The pages have yet to see the day
I give it all away
I’ve laughed it off
And now it’s on your shoulders
If only the world would rearrange
With the trading of brains
We’re still the same
You’re looking just as strange
I’m in the dark again
And I’m passing it off to you
I wish to remain just The Headless One
Which means it’s you who sings this song
If I am to sing, I’ll set my freedom
I laugh it off, I’m laughing… HA HA HA HA