Wallflower

A wallflower living in a guntower

He's whistling the Brandenburg Concerto thing

Because he can be Sam collapsing and hysterical

And I laugh at the world it's hysterical

And I love the way it turns

He's a going under living out Blue Thunder

Bite the ankles of greed and kicked in the teeth

But if you don't bite the hand that feeds

That hand would own your soul and you dreams

Like it owns everything

And I love the world it's hysterical

And I love the way that it turns

Most things are more certain in this world

You can buy Sam and you can buy me you can't buy

Everything you can buy a washing machine

You can even buy me and you can take away the war

And the Brandenburg Concerto

Still whistles on the breeze you can buy a

Video you can buy Sam's jeans it's as if all I

Had known was in fact a cancer that had

Grown into an exotic dancer never a wish

Or a battered eye like a dirty old sod

Makes a pass out of a smile the tentative booms that are

Propped up and cocked up and speaking double Dutch

And seeming strangely shell shocked

And I love the world it's hysterical

And I love the way that it turns

And most things are more certain

In this world this world this world