I'm a Russian Jew American
Impersonating African Jamaican
What I want to be is an Indian
I'm gonna be a cowboy in the end
I guess I bought a gun
'Cause it impresses all the little girls I see
And then they all wanna sleep with me
Oh where did we disappear?
Into the silence that surrounds us
And then drowns us in the end
Where are these people who impersonate our friends?
Say come again, come again, come again
Into the dark Italian underground
With disco lights and disco sounds
And skinny girls who drink champagne
Then take me on their knees again
And pull me up and out the door
To railway cars and tranny-whores
And mornings spreading out across
The feathered thighs of angels
Oh, where did we disappear
It's the silence that surrounds us
And then drowns us in the end
Will they try to push you out to keep you in?
I say come again, come again, come again
In 1492, Columbus sailed the ocean blue
In 1493, he came home across the deep blue sea
In 1494, he did it with the girl next door
In 1495, he barely made it out alive
In 1964, these sailors left me at the door
In 1970, some people got their hands on me
And I'm the king of everything
And I'm the king of nothing, nothing
And I am the king of everything
I am the king of nothing
Oh, where did we disappear
To the silence that surrounds us
And then drowns us in the end
Where are these people who impersonate our friends?
I say come again, come again, come again
Oh, where did we disappear
To the silence that surrounds us
And then drowns us in the end
Where they try to get you out to get you in
And all these people who impersonate our friends
Say come again, come again, come again
Come again
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