While you're waiting like a factory line

I'll fly across the park

Backseat on the 79



Wasted days you've come to pass



So go I know you would not stay

It wasn't true, but anyway

Pollination yellow cab



You walk up the stairs

See the French kids by the door

Up one more flight

See the buddha on the second floor



Coronation rickshaw grab



So go, I know you would not stay

It wasn't true, but anyway

Racist dreams you should not have



No excuse to be so callous

Dress yourself in bleeding madras

Charm your way across the Khyber Pass



Stay awake to break the habit

Sing in praise of Jackson Crowter

Watch your step along the arch of glass