Since Prakash Sait Paul will never go to his Piscean deep-sea home,
I will never be to any fixed orbit borne
You should see why I have never shone
Even though every star in the universe is in my planetarium’s dome
I am just not going to lodge, though I’m not going to budge,
Not to collude with any of evil’s trudge
My blue suede shoes will never wear out
It will never be any of Prakash Saint Paul’s evil tune about
And I am going to prove to you all
How I can make curtains torn apart of every wall
So, I am just going to be nobody’s goof!
Nobody’s love, nobody’s light and nobody’s roof!