(randy newman karl marks the spot where tom waits before the war)
Oh why do people look at me
As though I were a freak
Oh can抰 they see that what they抮e looking at is quite unique
In fact I抎 go as far as saying I抦 something of a gem
Whose qualities do not expire they simply overwhelm

If I believe the half of what most analysts now claim
Then photos of me must be put into a Zimmer frame

You can抰 make music at your age
It simply isn抰 done
Well balls to those who take that View
Especially if they抮e young

Me I believe a child that misbehaves
And answers back
Would benefit for what it did
By being given a smack

(Why do people, why do people, why do people)

I抦 happy being middle-aged
Where confidence is full
When growing up my sister抯 doll
Was all that I could pull
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