It's me again!

Pick out my ego fever

Bite out the big thorn in my soul

I'm all past caring here

Safe and sound and in control

I know it is

I've done it before

Like a bitched-up phoney

But I do my best - ha

Things could get much worse

But lately I couldn't give a flying fist

I know it could

I've done it before

But somehow it clings to me

Cut me loose

(Cut)

I'm a wounded kite

From your blood red blues

To your hangman highs

Cut me loose

(Cut)

I'm extreme and insane

Hardly notice I'm taking it well

So crooked...

So am I

You stitch me up and rub my face

In the thick of things

This time it could get funky babe

If you snip my strings

I know it will

I've done it before

Somehow it clings to me

Cut me loose

(Cut)

I'm a wounded kite

From your blood-red blues

To your hangman highs

Cut me loose

(Cut)

I'm extreme and insane

Hardly notice I'm taking it

Taking it well

Cut me loose

(Cut)

I'm a wounded kite

From your blood-red blues

To your hangman highs

Cut me loose

(Cut)

I'm extreme and insane

You can hardly notice I'm taking it well

So...

Never mind what's cooking

Never mind the song

Never mind lets work it my baby

Cut me loose

I'm a wounded kite

From your blood-red blues

To your hangman highs

(Cut Cut)

Cut me loose

I'm extreme and insane

Hardly notice I'm taking it well lawd

Cut me loose yea

I'm a wounded kite

From your blood-red blues

To your hangman highs

(Cut Cut)

Cut me loose yea

I'm extreme and insane

Hardly notice

I'm taking well