Well, my cigarette died when I washed my face Dropped some drops in an ashtray; hit a wrong place Woman at my blinds to see spiders spinning lines It's a safe as milk; it's a safe as milk I never heard it put quite that way The shape I'm in is a gone away They called a day; they called a day Yesterday's paper headlines approach rain gutter, teasing rusty cat, sneezing Soppin' wet hammer dusty and wheezing Lusty alley, whining trashcan blues Children running after rainbows, stocking poor Gracious ladies' nylon, hanging on to line Jumping onto leg, looking mighty fine Sorrows, lollipop lands, stick-broken on a dark carnival ground Pop-up toaster, cracklin' aluminium, rhythm and sound Ev'ry day pencil, lazy and sharp The icebox inside, looking like a harp Electric bulb been out for years; Freezer fumes feed the gas tears Cheese in the corner with a mile-long beard Beggin' blue bread dog-eared Beggin' blue bread dog-eared I may be hungry, but I sure ain't weird