| Lyrics: | A man walks down the street,
He says, Why am I soft in the middle now?
Why am I soft in
the middle?
The rest of my life is so hard!
I need a photo-opportunity,
I want a shot
at redemption!
Don't want to end up a cartoon,
In a cartoon graveyard
.....
Bonedigger, Bonedigger,
Dogs in the moonlight.
Far away, my well-lit
door.
Mr. Beerbelly, Beerbelly,
Get these mutts away from me!
You know, I don't find
this stuff amusing anymore ....
If you'll be my bodyguard,
I can be your long lost
pal!
I can call you Betty,
And Betty, when you call me,
You can call me
Al!
A man walks down the street,
He says, Why am I short of attention?
Got a
short little span of attention,
And whoa, my nights are so long!
Where's my wife and
family?
What if I die here?
Who'll be my role-model?
Now that my role-model is
....
Gone ...... gone,
He ducked back down the alley,
With some roly-poly, little
bat-faced girl.
All along .... along ....
There were incidents and accidents,
There
were hints and allegations .....
If you'll be my bodyguard,
I can be your long lost
pal!
I can call you Betty,
And Betty, when you call me,
You can call me Al!
Call
me Al ......
A man walks down the street,
It's a street in a strange
world.
Maybe it's the Third World.
Maybe it's his first time around.
He doesn't speak
the language,
He holds no currency.
He is a foreign man,
He is surrounded by the
sound, sound ....
Cattle in the marketplace.
Scatterlings and orphanages.
He looks
around, around .....
He sees angels in the architecture,
Spinning in infinity,
He
says, Amen! and Hallelujah!
If you'll be my bodyguard,
I can be your long lost
pal!
I can call you Betty,
And Betty, when you call me,
You can call me Al!
You
can call me Al .. |
