| A man walks down the street, He says, "Why am I soft in the middle now? Why am I soft in the middle?, The rest of my life is so hard I need a photo opportunity, I want a shot at redemption Don't want to end up a cartoon, In a cartoon graveyard" Bonedigger, bonedigger; Dogs in the moonlight ..Far away my well-lit door, Mr. Beerbelly, Beerbelly Get these mutts away from me you know, ..I don't find this stuff amusing anymore [CHORUS] If you'll be my bodyguard, I can be your long-lost pal I can call you Betty, And Betty, when you call me You can call me Al A man walks down the street, He says, "Why am I short of attention? Got a short little span of attention, And, woe my nights are so long Where's my wife and family?, What if I die here? Who'll be my role model, Now that my role model is gone gone?" He ducked back down the alley with some, roly-poly little bat-faced girl All along along, There were incidents and accidents There were hints and allegations [CHORUS] A man walks down the street, It's a street in a strange world Maybe it's the third world, Maybe it's his first time around Doesn't speak the language, He holds no currency He is a foreign man, He is surrounded by the sound, the sound Cattle in the marketplace, Scatter-lings and orphanages He looks around, around, He sees angels in the architecture |
Spinning in infinity, He says, "Amen!", "Hallelujah!" [CHORUS] Na na na na If you'll be my bodyguard I can call you Betty [REPEAT] |