Chameleons changing colors While a crocodile cries People rubbing elbows But never touching eyes Taking off their masks Revealing still another guise Genuine imitation life
People buying happiness And manufactured fun Everybody’s doing What everybody’s done You count on people Who can only count to one Genuine imitation life
All the pretty clouds Are a lovely shade of black You find the right direction Someone tears up all the track People worship crosses Fingers crossed behind their back Genuine imitation life
Old friends get together But it's solitare they play Everybody’s rainbows Done in different shades of gray It’s a lovely place to visit But I wouldn’t want to stay Genuine imitation life