Albert goes west, he crossed the vast indifferent
deserts of Arizona, oh yeah He had a psychotic
episode on a dude ranch that involved a bottle of

ammonia Henry, he went south and lost his way deep
in the weeping forests of Le Vulva He grew so wan,
he grew so sick, he ended up in a bungalow sucking a revolver


The light upon your rainy streets offers many
reflections I won't be hold responsible for my actions


Bobby, he goes north, then goes east, then over to
New Hampshire Bobby is a cautious man, he walked

into a Concord dive to drink a beer

Do you wanna dance? Do you wanna move? Do you

wanna dance? Do you wanna groove?

I said the world is full of endless abstractions

And I won't be held responsible for my actions

Me, I ain't going anywhere, just sit and watch the

sun come up, I like it here I watch the people go
ticking past, go hey hey hey, you know I gotta say I like it here


All right

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Sha-la-la-la, sha la-la-la, sha la-la-la-la-la-la