Текст песни Chameleon

A chameleon changes colors When it wishes to, From brown to black and back again-- To almost any hue. It blends in with the grass or leaves Or with a red brick wall; Unlike those that run away Or roll into a ball A chameleon is a lizard. Some imitate their ways; Changing like the fashions, The things they do and say. If chameleons could speak Perhaps they'd change their points of view, And then you'd have to wonder who Was imitating who