Pen marks on my face from a mirror mirage
Nothing left here but a broken down bar
Upstairs the landlord is rubbing his feet
And tonight I don't got no one to meet

A little voice said to me "walk this way"
"I got a nice place for you that you can stay"
Lead feet an' a cracked back I began to walk
But sooner then later it was the Devil in full stalk

Unicycle riders smile as the shrouded night rider
Flies right through the sky
Either I'm living in the real world
Or I'm to dumb to abide

Sister I like the way you lick your stamps
Make them nice and flat dark and damp
Maybe one day we could go steady
Thumbs up when your good an' ready

Hair on my chest and a lump in my heart
Where would you even want me to start?
I shake my head when I look to the moon,
Why oh why can't I be you?