Mr. Duality, Richard Greene 1992
There's a side o' me I show, a side I keep hidden.
Sometimes they flip-flop. Hey! No kiddin'.
I use my left brain, then I use the right.
I'm the day. I'm the night.
My personality has a plurality,
And that's why they call me "Mr. Duality".
That's me... that's me too.
Now, a part o' me is Jeckyl, part is Hyde.
My eggs are poached, and then they're fried.
I can be chaste. I can be sexual.
I'm powerful, well, sometimes ineffectual.
My personality has a plurality,
And that's why they call me "Mr. Duality".
Two cars in my garage.
My brain's so very large.
Two chickens in the pot.
Twice as much as you've got.
I'm an AM guy that's loud and boisterous.
A party animal, obnoxous and roisterous.
But I can be mellow, I've got an FM side.
A public radio brain full of culture and senerity.
Until AM returns and sets my biscuits free.
Cause there's two of me... count em, two.
I'm outgoing. I am repressed.
I feel damned and I feel blessed.
I'm male and I am female.
I think I'm in heaven. I belong in jail.
I'm dominant and I'm submissive.
I'm black and I'm white.
I'm inside and outside, before and after.
My mind and body are slave and master.
I'm funny, serious,
Obvious, mysterious.
A rude boaster and a Milquetoaster.
My personality has a plurality,
And that's why they call me "Mr. Duality"
Two guys... one bod.
My two sides want to pull me apart,
But we're stuck together, where do we start?
That might seem to be dichotomy,
But it could be worse if there were a lotta me.
I don't want to have multiple personalities.
Two is enough.
Duality.