Now I'm a schizophrenic, and so am I
And friends that is a fact
But when I talk to my other self
I'm not putting on an act

Now my other self is destroying me
Or so the doctor's do say
But when I'm drinking in the pub
My other self he pays the way

And then there's the money he loans me
Well I never pay it back
'Cause he suffers from serious memory loss
And I think he takes the crack

One day a crowd did threaten my life
So I withdrew inside my shell
And I left my other self to fight them
'Cause I heard he fights like hell

Now the doctors say they've found a cure
The medication will banish him for good
But I'd be as lonely as a man could be
No, I don't think that I should

So call me a schitzo all you like
But me and my other self are fine
And may I walk for ever more
On each side of a one sided line  

                 G J Tate