The Ballad of Jaun and Choke-o

Hey I'm feeling a little maniacal
But it could just be blinded sanity
Insane is what the masses call it
As for me, I call THAT vanity
And hey you seems to be alive
So I'd think your doin fine
I'm sick of being needed
Now I'm giving you a chance to shine
What, then, if i closed my eyes
Then you couldn't write your money
That's irony at it's best
And exactly what I find funny
Analogies of those living
Quite often involve the dead
But using the past for our future
Is only benefitting in one's head
Please don't make this so difficult
It's a three letter world and better that way
Whatever I said yesterday doesn't count
It's what we all are doing today