Being You Songtext
von Father John Misty

I′m nodding, "Yes", I'm making my face go like I am listening
That′s nice, you've seen all his films
Even the late ones, like Desire, Rancho, Last Rites
I grab the bill, my hand says, "I insist"
Funds are moving, I am doing this

Just a spitting image of someone that I knew
Just a perfect parody, I can barely do

And I wonder what it's like
I wonder what it′s like to be you
Can you tell me how it feels?
Can you tell me how it feels being you?


After the jump, I′m not even sure who's left
Maybe the stunt guy was my true self
Under the skin, we′re not much on the eyes
A real mess where soul must reside
In my memory, there's a show I call the past
I watch and decide just what I wanna do next

Just a spitting image of someone I forget
Such a perfect panoply
A lucky contestant
Come on down

And I wonder what it′s like
I wonder what it's like to be you
Can you tell me how it feels?
I wanna know how it feels being you

Being you
Being you
Being you