Who? - Rheostatics

Someone keeps repeating what I say

One hundred years before it’s said

It doesn’t make me feel good

That same someone scored a goal

When I put the puck in the net

And I’m still shut out while he’s leading the league

Who?

Is this someone?

I find out, I’ll make him pay

Meanwhile, I will patent all my moves

I’ll write them down here in my book

I’ll have a record there

Hey there!

Mr. Justice

I have brought unto you a book

In which I document myself in many ways

«Hey there!

Mr. No One

I have recognized this writing as my own

And you have forged it as your own.»

Who?

When I get out of forger’s prison

I will be on record as having done

Something on my own

I’m looking slightly less than visible today

I think and therefore I am enslaved

My little book of verse is words and thoughts of ages

Of accidents like me

Someone keeps repeating what I sing

One million years before it’s sung

Well, it doesn’t make me feel good

Who?

Who?

Who?