Oh, naked in my room, there's nothing there
You took my bed, you took my chair
You closed the door, but I don't care
(I stole your purse, it's only fair)

In my kitchen, there's a note but not a knife
Told me to get a job and get a life
First I need a table, not a wife

I'm naked, but it's ok
I'm naked

Don't need a key to get inside
There are no places left to hide
Well, there's my closet
I guess I lied

Got no place to sit, no place to stand
I've got no grass, I've got no sand
I've got no sun, I've got no tan

I'm naked, but it's ok
I'm naked
You left me naked, but it's ok
Naked

I've got no skin, I've got no bones
But that's ok, ain't got no home
Best not to exist when you're alone
(Can't call the cops, ain't go no phone)

Nothing to watch, got no TV
Ain't got no electricity
Ain't got a better place to be

That's why I'm standing here naked, but it's ok
I'm naked
You left me naked, but it's ok
Naked

-- The Curtain Society, "Naked" (1988) --