Elevators, laserbeams
they bring me where I've always been
and are you, hey man are you

dissapointed for one week
and morphine stealing all my sleep
and are you, hey man are you
and I hardly go outside

Breathing in and making Lisa proud
colourscene

Eighty faces, a big black screen
I'm counting down in a changing stream
and are you, hey man are you

Well I don't think you mind
a garbage look and a 48er in your heart
she's been hanging round your indoors
and she said

I would like some overtime
ancient blockhead's sleeping
will not even try

And all you broken Homers' paradise
And all you broken Homers' paradise
And all you broken Homers' paradise
And all you broken Homers' paradise

Waving at the Whitehouse maid
I'll see you soon and don't be late
and are you, hey man are you straight

Do not tell the landlord yet
he's old and weak but won't forget
and are you, hey man are you
making up your lies

And all you broken Homers' paradise

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