While I sit and we talk and talk and we talk some more
Someone's loved one's heart stops beating in a street somewhere
So it would seem we've still got a long long way to go, I know
I've heard all I wanna hear today
Turn it off if you want to
Switch it off it will go away
Switch it off
Turn it off
The east and the west are mine, the north and the south are mine. All seems beautiful to me.
— Walt Whitman
We didn't really set out to do anything
'cause you were supposed to come
And anyway, what's the point in doing anything,
Only for a short time…
But then you didn't show up
And we made life out of this sitting-around
Me and my friend Time.
Stay at home and watch TV
All channels show pitch dark trains, passing by,
Carrying no passengers on them
Except two, who are standing (drunk) in the bar-coach.
The one who is sick-that's me.
It's a pity that they are broadcasting me now;
A moment ago I was praising God.
And after all, it's all the same
I knew that you wouldn't come.
At night you were a star and a swallow by the day.
All land’s cropped, everything's growing properly
So this is what I'm leaving to you
To you, Star or Swallow.
There's a tramp sitting on my doorstep
Tryin to waste his time
with his mentholated sandwich
He's a walking clothes line
And here comes the bishop's daughter
On the other side
She looks a trifle jeolous
She's been an outcast all her life
Me, I'm waiting so patiently
Lying on the floor
I'm just trying to do my jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anymore
I was drivin’ home early Sunday morning
Listening to gospel music on the colored radio station,
And the preacher said: “You know you always have the lord by your side”
And I was so pleased to be informed of this
That I ran twenty red lights in his honour,
Thank you Jesus, thank you lord