Steve McQueen Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

[Verse 1]
Here I am, the Moonlight Man with my six shooter,
I’m Steve McQueen, call me a cab
I'm that kinda guy, I have a dream
Sometimes I get the elevator to the top of the Burj Al Arab
And shoot my guns across Dubai
Bang, bang, bang, I'm that kinda guy
But mostly I curl up inside my typewriter
Curl up inside my typewriter and wish that I could die
Your legs are so long they should come with their own elevator
Don't worry darling, I'll be coming around to see you later
Because between you and me and my best friend the housefly
I'm a Steve McQueen with a big, beautiful dream
I am god
I am god thinking about god thinking about Steve McQueen
It's for me the sirens and the sylphs do their twilight pining
On Saturday night, I walk on someone else's stomach lining
Up and down the street, call me a cab, call me a cab
Now I'm a housefly called God and I don't give a fuck
Here I come up the elevator
Sixty floors hoping I don't get stuck

[Chorus]
And everyone out here does mean
And everyone out here does pain
But someone's gotta sing the stars
And someone's gotta sing the rain