Leave Me Alone

They all keep wondering what I am thinking about.
They ask me this and that and the other -
they all want to know what makes me tick -
my father, my doctor, my mother.

They all keep wondering what makes me so sad
and they ask me from morning to night.
I can't stand their questions, they drive me mad!
If they leave me in peace, I'm all right.

They all keep wondering what goes on inside me
and what I am really like -
They all keep asking what makes me unhappy,
so I get on my motor-bike
and I drive far away and leave them behind
and I feel like a king on a throne.
I drive like the devil for miles and miles
and I am happy - because I'm alone ...

(Elizabeth M. Messer)