Hairshirt (自我剋制) - R.E.M.

I am not the type of dog


That could keep you waiting


For no good reason


Run a carbon-black test on my jaw


And you will find it's all been said before


I can swing my megaphone


And long arm the rest


It's easier and better

To just beat it from the chest


Of desire


I could walk into this room


And the waves of conversation are enough


To knock you down in the undertow


So alone, so alone in my life


Feed me banks of light


And hang your hairshirt on the lowest rung


It's a beautiful life


And I can hang my hairshirt


Away up high in the attic of

The wrong dog's life chest


Or bury it at sea


All my life I've searched for this


Here I am, here I am


In your life


It's a beautiful life


My life


It's a beautiful life


Your life