L’astronaut

Drifting on refuse parade through the town square

Waving to the families of victims of the flood

Straddling the front door of a Catholic orphanage

I decorated it myself

Thank you you're too much

Honestly

It was nothing

We should all just thank god I'm alive

We should all just thank god I'm alive

Don't shout I get a little confused sometimes

I can't make out a word you're saying

I've got a 21 gun salute playing over and over and over in my head

Can't it wait

I'm on call to be somewhere

Somewhere I'm not

In case the cleaning lady has found my head

Forgive my delay lieutenant I'm the man the whole country requires

Take your gun out of my mouth

You are ruining my appetite

Get your bear trap off of my neck

I'm already running late

Your distress is confounding the tightrope walker

Just so we're clear you're saying we're all lost

Maybe I'm wrong but weren't we just dancing

Oh the way we moved had every marauder curious

Sniffing at the trash in our shoes

Sharpening knives on the grindstone watch gears

I don't miss that much about anything you said

After all we've never met

I'll get it right and stick my tongue down the throat of the moon