Why don't you write me. Call me on the phone. Send Western Union. You can find me home. . I said I'm sorry. I said I'm sorry. . You know I bled you. Led you on a lie (Led me on a lie).
Clinging to the end of time. Crawling stairs, climbing floors. Pretend it's such a desperate situation. Falling leaves of abstinence. . Listening in to glistening skin.
And so the very evil children. Took the dog out to play in the park. Then they took him home. And refused to set him on fire. . They were evil, evil, evil children.
Holy, holy, holy, holy. All is holy in the sink. In the sinking all is holy. Holy, holy down the sink. . Holy sinking, sinking down the hole. . Holy, holy sinking down.
Bassinets, clarinets, proletarian chariots. Polyunsaturated cinemaplexi-glass cathedrals. Anxious daffodils falling off the window sill. But better still a sleeping pill L-tryptophan's illegal.
This ones called Martin Scorsese. . He makes the best fuckin' films. He makes the best fuckin' films. If I ever meet him. I'm gonna grab his fuckin' neck and just shake him.
I want to be different, like everybody else I want to be like. I want to be just like all the different people. I have no further interest in being the same.
Why don't you write me. Call me on the phone. Say Western Union. You can find me home. . I say, I'm sorry. I said, I'm sorry. . You know I bled you. Led you on a lie.
In this happy sing-song hell hole. In this torture house of glee. In this perfect playpen prison. There's so much to do and see. . On this euthanasia morning.
Hey hey, look at me. Hey hey, I'm Phillip glass. Hey, look at me over here. Hey hey hey, Einstein. Hey, get off the beach. Hey Einstein, hey hey look.
Ed was at the end of his rope, an expression he detested. "There is no rope", he would scream at the laughing walls. There is only the end, no hope, no rope.
And then, and then. And so, and life. And see, and look. I mean like me and feel. . And fly, and go. I mean like you and where. And who and how. And there and why.
CHORUS: Sometimes heaven seems so far away. With all that you're going through everyday. From being tempted to resented and you need direction. Sometimes heaven seems so far away.
(KeKe)[Karen]. phone rings. . [hello?]. (hey mama). [yeah]. (can we kick it?). [can we kick it?]. (i'm sorry, can i talk to you for a minute). [that's more like it].