David Byrne - A self made man

We're living in a dump Trying to figure out what sex we are Exchanging chromosomes Trying to bargain for a better future Well I'll trade you my potential mental illness For your bad teeth How 'bout trading your sexy body for a full head of hair Well we can't predict the future But we're trying to do the best that we can My cards are on the table I'm gambling everything that I am And some of us are hoping To end up with a perfect life I'll trade you everything that I got For the chance to be someone else But what you see is what you get And what you give is what you choose And what I am What you see Is exactly what I chose to be Now we got a black market Black market in designer genes Most beautiful, most intelligent criminals you've ever seen Now you're paying top dollar For what you used to get for free They'll stun you with their looks And charm you with effortless ease They've taken everything from you The way you walk The way you smile The sound of your voice Don't even know who you are Who are you now? Who are you now? I'm a self made man, I'm a self-made man I'm a self-made man (I got nothing left to give) I'm a self-made man (I got nothing left to lose) On down the hallway The freaks are waiting for you Somebody calls me The freaks are waiting for you And the clown will laugh in your face Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho The clown will laugh in your face Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho The clown will laugh in your face