Ballad Of A Thin Man Lyrics - Stephen Malkmus

You walk into the room 

With your pencil in your hand 

You see somebody naked 

And you say, "Who is that man?" 

You try so hard 

But you don't understand 

Just what you'll say 

When you get home 

Because something is happening here 

But you don't know what it is 

Do you, Mister Jones? 

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You raise up your head 

And you ask, "Is this where it is?" 

And somebody points to you and says 

"It's his" 

And you say, "What's mine?" 

And somebody else says, "Where what is?" 

And you say, "Oh my God 

Am I here all alone?" 

Because something is happening here 

But you don't know what it is 

Do you, Mister Jones? 

You hand in your ticket 

And you go watch the geek 

Who immediately walks up to you 

When he hears you speak 

And says, "How does it feel 

To be such a freak?" 

And you say, "Impossible" 

As he hands you a bone 

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Because something is happening here 

But you don't know what it is 

Do you, Mister Jones? 

You have many contacts 

Among the lumberjacks 

To get you facts 

When someone attacks your imagination 

But nobody has any respect 

Anyway they already expect you 

To just give a check 

To tax-deductible charity organizations 

You've been with the professors 

And they've all liked your looks 

With great lawyers you have 

Discussed lepers and crooks 

You've been through all of 

F. Scott Fitzgerald's books 

You're very well read 

It's well known 

Because something is happening here 

But you don't know what it is 

Do you, Mister Jones? 

Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you 

And then he kneels 

He crosses himself 

And then he clicks his high heels 

And without further notice 

He asks you how it feels 

And he says, "Here is your throat back 

Thanks for the loan" 

Because something is happening here 

But you don't know what it is 

Do you, Mister Jones? 

Now you see this one-eyed midget 

Shouting the word "NOW" 

And you say, "For what reason?" 

And he says, "How?" 

And you say, "What does this mean?" 

And he screams back, "You're a cow 

Give me some milk 

Or else go home" 

Because something is happening here 

But you don't know what it is 

Do you, Mister Jones? 

Well, you walk into the room 

Like a camel and then you frown 

You put your eyes in your pocket 

And your nose on the ground 

There ought to be a law 

Against you comin' around 

You should be made 

To wear earphones 

Because something is happening here 

But you don't know what it is 

Do you, Mister Jones?