David Byrne - Gla**, Concrete, and Stone lyrics

Now, I'm wakin' at the crack of dawn To send a little money home from here to the moon Is risin' like a discotheque And now my bags are down and packed for traveling Lookin' at happiness, keepin' my flavor fresh Nobody knows I guess, how far I'll go, I know So I'm leavin' at six O' clock, meet in a parkin' lot Harriet Hendershot, sungla**es on, she waits by this Gla** and concrete and stone It is just a house, not a home Skin that covers me from head to toe Except a couple tiny holes and openings Where the city's blowin' in and out And this is what it's all about, delightfully Everything's possible when you're an animal Not inconceivable, how things can change, I know So I'm puttin' on aftershave, nothing is out of place Gonna be on my way, try to pretend, it's not only Gla** and concrete and stone And it's just a house, not a home And it's gla** and concrete and stone It is just a house, not a home And my head is fifty feet high Let my body and soul be my guide