And my name’s Jack
I live in the back
Of the Greta Garbo Home for Wayward Boys and Girls
We take the 43 bus, we got no plans
The girl in the miniskirt, her name’s Suzanne, right
The one with in high heeled boots is Sharon
And Karen is the one with the blond wig on
And with the bullet, man, we’re going number one
And we don’t need any money to have any fun
Suzanne takes you down to a place by the river
You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night forever
And you know that she’s half crazy, and that’s why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China
And just when you want to tell her that you have no love to give her
She gets you on her wavelength, and lets the river answer
That you’ve always been her lover
Her name was Joanne
And she lived in a meadow by a pond
And she touched me for a moment
With a look that spoke to me of her sweet love
Then the woman that she was drove around with desperation
And I saw as she went
A most hopeless situation
For Joanne and the man and the time
That made them both run
She walked up to me and she asked me to dance
I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said Lola
L-O-L-A, Lola
La-la-la-la Lola
Well, I’m not the world’s most physical guy
But when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine
Oh my Lola
La-la-la-la Lola
Clouds descending
I’m not policing what you think and dream
I run into your thought from across the room
Just another trick, can I weather this?
I’ve got a fever above my waist
You got a squeeze box on your knee
I know the truth is in between
The first and the fortieth drink
Concertina, concertina, a chill that bends
This I swear you’re the fiercest calm I’ve been in
Concertina, concertina, try infrared
This I swear you’re the fiercest calm I’ve been in
Oh, Candida
We could make it together
The further from here, girl, the better
Where the air is fresh and clean
Hmm, Candida
Just take my hand and I’ll lead ya
I promise life will be sweeter
And it said so in my dreams
My life’s the disease
That could always change
With comparative ease
Just given the chance
My life is the earth
'Twixt muscle and spade
I wait for the worth
Digging for just one chance
Out through the night
An’ the whispering breezes
To the place where they keep
The Imaginary Diseases, mmm . . .
This has to be the disease for you
Now scientists call this disease
Bromidrosis
But us regular folks
Who might wear tennis shoes
Or an occasional python boot
Know this exquisite little inconvenience
By the name of:
STINK FOOT
Whiskey bottles and brand new cars
Oak tree, you’re in my way
There’s too much coke and too much smoke
Look what’s going on inside you
Ooh, that smell
Can’t you smell that smell?
Ooh, that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
(He dead), yup-yup (amen), I know
(He dead), for sure (amen), amen
Rat in a drain ditch, caught on a limb, you know better but I know him
Like I told you, what I said, steal your face right off your head
Now he’s gone, now he’s gone, Lord he’s gone, he’s gone
Like a steam locomotive, rollin’ down the track
He’s gone, he’s gone and nothin’s gonna bring him back, he’s gone
In the shuffling madness
Of the locomotive breath
Runs the all-time loser
Headlong to his death
Oh, he feels the piston scraping
Steam breaking on his brow
Old Charlie stole the handle
And the train it won’t stop
Oh no way to slow down
The walls are built up, stone by stone;
The fields divided one by one.
And the train conductor says,
“Take a break Driver 8, Driver 8 take a break
We’ve been on this shift too long”
All they need is what they’ve got
A tasty stone and water in a pot!
Little things become a lot
Tiny gifts can fill the pot
When they’re shared and they’re served up hot!
“Stone soup! Stone soup!
Stone soup tonight!”
Those summer nights are callin’,
Stone in love
Can’t help myself I’m fallin’
Stone in love
Will you know how the seed is sown?
All your time has been overgrown
Never known
Have you walked on the stones of years?
When you speak, is it you that hears?
Are your ears full?
Electricity runs through the video
And I watch it from this hole I call home
And all them stonies are dancin’ to the radio
And I got the world callin’ me up free tonight on the phone
I send your name
Up into the sky
And the wind blows it back into my face
You see, even nature
Reacts on me
And all my electricity
Will make it across your sea
A broom is drearily sweeping
Up the broken pieces
Of yesterday’s life
Somewhere, a queen is weeping
Somewhere
A king has no wife
And the wind, it cries
“Mary”