Very drunk now so bear with me.
The bicycles inside your skull
Send you away and out you go
Into the streets where all the pretty girls collect their thoughts for you
And pin them up to clouds and trees
And aggravate your paranoid
And shivering fears and rolling aches
Can you not see a star out there
Where all the bricks are bright and free
Where all the bricks are bright and elegant and free
While a child in me cradle, me nurse with her ladle
Was filling my mouth with a notion of pap
When a drop from her bottle fell into my throttle
I stumbled and capered clean out of her lap
On the floor I lay crawlin' and screaming and bawling
'Til me mother and father were called to the fore
All sobbing and sighing they feared I was dying
But soon found I only was crying for more.