Macy Day parade. Saw it on a station.
It is in the air. The floats are floating in it.
Everything's all right.
Yes, everything is changed
Everything you thought of
But don't it look the same when you bend down to it?
Bend like giants filled with rum (you want to see me fe fo fum?)
who are traipsing through tonight
a garden of delight
Bring the family up
Bring your friends and neighbors
And when they call last call
you'll look so contagious
I would catch it all.
Neon signs of love
Exotic girls retire
Powers out tonight
It has blown a wire
So nevermind...you nevermight
until you cultivate an appetite
for the only open hand to bite;
A garden of delight
Let your hair hang low
Let the air surround you
If I lick your wound tonight
will you leave me or requite?
...honey, you are sure polite
a garden of delight