Here in my room, in splendid isolation

Alone in the gloom, in splendid isolation

Sometimes I need to be, left in my own company

So here I am, in splendid isolation

I'm falling away, in splendid isolation

I'm hoping I'll stay, in splendid isolation

If they were right I'd agree, but it's them they know not me

So here I am in splendid isolation

I'm floating in a sea of my subconcious thought

And the skeletons are crewling from the closet walls

No-one ever see's me, I don't make a sound

And I don't know what I'm gonna do now

The motherless itch has got the best of me

Trancending the things that I will never be

But all along hallucinating life somehow

I still don't know what I'm gonna do now

The pressure starts to push me through my loving daze

For a moment there I thought I'd lost me wicked ways

It's not that I'm a leper when my mind allows

I don't know what I'm gonna do now

Lennon is a memory in a student brain

Gripping thought pavilions guilt in freedom's chains

The virginical construction makes the masses 'wow'

And I don't know what I'm gonna do now

Well I see the moon, the stars, the hemisphere

I see the future and it don't look clear

The past is re-appearing on my fevered brow

And I don't know what I'm gonna do now

Yeah, I still don't know what I'm gonna do now...