L'Astronaut

Drifting on refuse paraded through the town square

Waving to the families of victims of the flood

Straddling the front door of a Catholic orphanage

I decorated it myself

Thank you, you're too much

Honestly, it was nothing

We should all just thank God I'm alive

We should all just thank God I'm alive

Don't shout I get a little confused sometimes

I can't make out a word you're saying

I've got a 21 gun salute playing

Over, and over, and over in my head

Can't it wait? I'm on call to be somewhere

Somewhere I'm not

In case the cleaning lady has found my head

Forgive my delay lieutenant

I'm the man the whole county requires

Take your gun out of my mouth

You are ruining my appetite

Get your bear trap off of my neck

I'm already running, I'm running late

Your distress is confounding the tightrope walker

Just so we're clear, you're saying we're all lost?

Maybe I'm wrong but weren't we just dancing?

Oh, the way we moved had every marauder curious

Sniffing at the trash in our shoes

Sharpening knives on the grindstone watch gears

I don't miss that much

About anything you said

After all, we've never met

I'll get it right, I'll get it right, I'll get it right

Stick my tongue down the throat of the moon