Got thirteen channels
of shit
on the T.V. to choose from.
I’ve got electric light.
And I’ve got second sight.
And amazing powers
of observation.
And that is how I know
When I try to get through
On the telephone to you
There’ll be
nobody
home.
I’ve got wild staring eyes.
And I’ve got a strong urge to fly.
But I got nowhere to fly to.
Ooooh, Babe when I pick up the phone
«Surprise, surprise, surprise…»
There’s still
nobody
home.
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