Pushing through the market square,
So many mothers crying.
News had just come over, we had five years left to sigh in.
News guy wept when he told us, earth was really dying,
Cried so much that his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying.

I heard telephones, opera house, favorite melodies,
I saw boys, toys, electric irons and TVs.
My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare,
I had to cram so many things to get, everything in there.
So many people, all the short, fat people,
And all the nobody people,
And all the somebody people,
I never thought I’d need so many people.

A girl of my age went off her head,
Hit some tiny children,
If the black hadn’t a-pulled her off,
I think she would have killed them.
A soldier with a broken arm
Fixed his stare to the wheels of a cadillac.
A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest,
And a queer threw up at the sight of that.

I think I saw you in an icecream parlour,
Drinking milkshakes cold and long,
Smiling and waving and looking so fine,
I don’t think you knew you were in my song.
And it was cold and it raind, so I felt like an actor
And I thought of ma and I wanted to get back there.
Your face, your race, the way that you walk
I kiss you, you’re beautiful, I want you to walk.

We’ve got five years, stuck on my eyes,
Five years, what a surprise!
We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot,
Five years, that’s all we’ve got.
We’ve got five years stuck on my eyes,
Five years, what a surprise!


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