The Neutral

He's not a dreamer or a schemer, Running away from me He's not a singer, an entertainer With no follow thru He's not a poet or a mystic With his cgarette unglued He just neutral, and he's weary Not even brand new. It's a perfect sin Close yr eyes and loose the rest It's a perfect sin Close yr mind and feel the best Everyone has a headache Imprecise , hard to cure Got a shake it, what ails you The lines are a blur Is it a pain in her heart Dark and gray from the start You won't seduce me, or attract Just cause yr a stray It's a perfect sin Close yr eyes and loose the rest It's a perfect sin Close yr mind and feel the best Why won't you tell me what's inside yr head Why won't you show me yr secret bed, secret bed? He's not a dreamer or a schemer Running away from you He's not a singer, an entertainer With no follow thru He's not a poet or a mystic With his cigarette unglued He 's not a cowboy or a loner with nothing to do He's neutral yeah he's weary, Not even brand He's neutral yea he's weary And he's so in love with you.