I was runnin'
From imaginary vampire bats
I was shriekin' at the moon
While Montezuma laughed
Oh, Aztlán blues
And reds and greens and golds
I hope that I die
When I'm a hundred years old
Lookin' like a New Yorker cartoon
Sleepin' in a golden cocoon
With you
I was makin' love
To my sister from another life
I was stitchin' the seams of
My old, clean dreams
With a needle from a camel's eye
If I could give myself some advice
I'd go out of my mind right now
I'd stay here with my baby
Forever in the here and now
Lookin' like a New Yorker cartoon
Sleepin' in a golden cocoon
With you
With you
I was returnin' my salute
To the Lieutenant Paperbag
And my best friend, Farmer Dale,
Lit me up so I could take a drag
My sister's former flame
Threw his shirt into the fire
An agin' child prodigy
A genius who'll inspire
Lookin' like a New Yorker cartoon
Sleepin' in a golden cocoon
With you
With you
With you

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN