my body is sewn together
and my smile is a work of art
designed to manipulate
a sly and lucrative part
brightly colored mischief
a bright but not sharp light
I'm made from the pieces
of the life you left behind
but the wit and smirk of
sex and a simple minded flirt
will get me what I need
at least I know what I need
trickster, lover, acrobat or undercover robber
the ignorance of my authorities
allows me to control them, indeed
it is a clown who runs this show
I bought mine from antiquity
with a purchased face of innocence
you can be laughing as I’m leaving
but the wit and smirk of
sex and a simple minded flirt
will get me what I want,
at least I know what I want
dressing in the costume of someone's right hand
sneaking to achieve what is mine to have
wearing the mask of a foolish cunning man
I'm just an american harlequin
a bright but not sharp light
I'm made from the pieces of your life