I can go anywhere that I want
I just gotta turn my soul upside down
And back to front
Cut out shapes and worn out faces
Add some sparkle to create
The rotten thing
You're all smiling so I guess I'll stay
At least till the disappointed
Feeling themselves away
Buried from the waist down
Stop looking over your shoulder
All the window balconies
They seem so flimsy
When our friends step out to talk and wave
And catch a piece of Sun
I guess I dream of an altered state
Where we leave our windows and our doors
Open wide
The telephone lines are never busy
No voice repeating
To stay indoors
Buried from the waist down
Stop looking over your shoulder
We got to get it together
All the window balconies
They take a tumble
As our friends step out and talk
And maybe catch a piece of Sun
All of that money
Where did it go?
Where did it go?
All this loose change
Loose change
Where did it go?
Where did it go?
