Pray for my poor melancholy soul
I've cried so many tears inside my head's a goldfish bowl
A mood so deep, so far above you all
With no one there to catch me if I fall
This is your man in the street reporting
And so far all we've got
Is that a regular guy is on a ledge up high
He's had enough of an irregular lot
And in a World Exclusive Live tonight
Brought to you via satellite
The last sane man heard frankly speaking
'bout the "ups and downs" of leaping
He says...
I'm lighter than air
I haven't a care
Still gravity pulls me under
Credibility gaps
Gullibility fills
They were bringing me down, no wonder
Square pegs, round holes
Last dregs, own goals
Monkey puzzle, my fist won't fit inside
Every day nothing new
Black-and-white deja-vu
Makes me feel I wanna spread my wings and glide
Should I look, should I leap from this unfairy story?
My life and my filofax flashing before me
Fly like a rock from the roof to the basement
The last thing to go through my mind was the pavement
Falling out of love with life...
Here's the latest news flash update
On the Wall Street situation
Seems he wants to have his song played
Live upon our TV station
It's a lyric he just wrote
The bleatings of a social scapegoat
Thirty years under the weather
At the end of a short tether
It goes...
I'm lighter than air
I haven't a care
Still gravity pulls me under
Credibility gaps
Gullibility fills
They were bringing me down, no wonder
Square pegs, round holes
Last dregs, own goals
Monkey puzzle, my fist won't fit inside
Every day nothing new
Black-and-white deja-vu
Makes me feel I wanna spread my wings and glide
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