Soul Coughing- "super Bon Bon" Lyrics - Wrestling

Move aside, 

and let the man go through. 

Let the man go through. 

If I stole 

Somebody else's wave 

To fly up. 

If I rose 

Up with the avenue 

Behind me. 

Some kind of verb. 

Some kind of moving thing. 

Something unseen. 

Some hand is motioning 

to rise, to rise, to rise. 

Too fat, fat you must cut lean. 

You got to take the elevator to the mezzanine, 

Chump, change, and it's on, super bon bon 

Super bon bon, Super bon bon. 

And by 

The phone 

I live 

In fear 

Sheer Chance 

Will draw 

You in 

To here.