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"Presently I find myself holding court from a bus stop on a corner of ... and ... from whence I regale the passing crowds with my perceptive insights into the nature of reality ...... on my every word." Can please somebody tell me what's missing there, because I can't for the life of me understand it. It might just stop me from going insane. |
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Now, could somebody please help me with the lyrics? |
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Commerce and Pearl is an intersection in downtown Dallas. |
"hey" a grinning empty eyesocket moon hoists itself up into the pale evening sky and hangs there like a day old suicide a stickey shower of radioactive moonbeams cascades from the tops of nearby urban structures causing indescriminate loss of limb to several innocent passers by as well as general madness all around "hey" I survey the damage from a blind alley doorway to which i have been glued for most of the day having been inadvertantly papered over by a bleary eyed bill poster sometime before dawn eventually i muster the energy to extricate myself from my predicament as it is time for me to make my apoiinted rounds of all the nearby potential sources of aluminum cans it is my sworn duty to collect all the cans in the area and convert them into us currency at a secret government installation whose location is known only to me later, having acquired enough money to keep myself in the lifestyle to which i am accustomed i find myself back on the street i scan the crowds until i see someone who is obviously insane and then i follow that person until they go into a building or get into a car in order to make sure that they dont do anything crazy while i am engaged in this pursuit a nonstop stream of firetrucks and police cars race up and down the boulevard sirens blaring looking for invisible emergencies no one seems to notice after a while i move on to the rest of my agenda for the evening scheduled activities inlcude a short but passionate affair with a curvaceous bottle of my favorite alcoholic beverage presently i find myself holding court from a bus stop on the corner of Commerce and Pearl from whence i regale the passing crowds with my perceptive insights into the nature of reality an appreciative throng hangs on my every word it begins to rain but everyone is concentrating so intently on me that they are oblivious to the downpour the water makes me light i begin to levitate i float up off the sidewalk and past the top of the telephone pole a thousand eyes follow me upward a big black cloud opens up and i zip through it at full tilt going faster all the time look at me im above the clouds the moon is laughing at me look at me the earth is getting smaller look at me im out in space look at me im a space man sample: "hey" look at me im a space man sample: "hey" look at me im a space man How did you know what song I was thinking of WORD BITCH! |