Ego and the Great Beyond

Just beyond the tip of the nose Piercing out with perfect vision Through beady almost human eyes There is absolutely nothing to see Because this story is all about me Me me me with a cherry on top with me Stomping up and down crying for mommy In a pajama-ed, red faced, full blown tantrum In trauma with my drama till I turn blue Holding my breath till I fade to black You must turn in the opposite direction now This is going to get pretty sick quickly Even ugly if you look back It has nothing to do with you so leave If I don't get cakes and chocolates In exactly five seconds I'm going to explode or something worse By plunging my foot or thumb inside my mouth (whichever comes first or is closer) Teaching you all a lesson once and for all No one comes between me and my digestion There is nothing beyond my nose and toes Nothing between my ears worth listening to Nothing worth knowing This is no mystery So don't even go there mister