Everyday like Jesus He's not up there he can't see us Maybe eyes uplifted slowly for effect the land below me Far away, far away, far away oh so far away
Walls closin and get some help to my kin (Who cares?) While the rest of the Bush nation stares As the drama unfolds, as we the people under the stairs
ask for more She makes a wish she takes a risk She opens up her door Through human eyes she's a dolphin in disguise It's the last night of the war Somewhere far away
stairs And on the tv and in magazines She sees the people she would like to be Somebody, somebody steals away her dreams Somebody, somebody - race is
When this old world starts a getting me down And people are just too much for me to face I climb way up to the top of the stairs And all my cares just
when we first met soon to be divorced I helped her out of a jam I guess but I used a little too much force We drove that car as far as we could abandoned
I needed to be with people my own age to hear the sound of laughter and mix with hungry actors, underemployed composers, nicotine-poisoned writers, real people
going" Of course it was cold and far walk to rooming house A shabby street, room on the top floor "These stairs," coughed the Priest There pulling himself
, we can't forget our elders I got off the 2 train in Brooklyn on my way to a session Said let me help this woman up the stairs before I get to steppin
we first met Soon to be divorced I helped her out of a jam, I guess But I used a little too much force So we drove that car as far as we could Abandoned
far from me Before I am long long long gone There'll be nothing to keep me away Every night at seven o'clock Every day at six in the morning too People
to speak, never had to speak. People used to say shes as quiet as a mouse, she just doesn't make a peep. She marched to her wardrobe and threw away
sauerkraut until I was twenty six and a half years old That's when I swore that someday Someday I would get outta that basement and travel to a magical, far away
going." Of course it was cold and far to walk, rooming house, a shabby street, room on the top floor. "These stairs," coughed the Priest there, pulling
far as we could abandoned it out West Split up on a dark sad night both agreeing it was best She turned around to look at me as I was walkin' away I
to newborn babies The answer that they givin' is all the same old phrases I've seen the pain gone away with medication and dirty syringes in dirty stair
stairs And on the TV and in magazines She sees the people she would like to be Somebody, somebody steals away her dreams Somebody, somebody - race is
When this old world Starts a getting me down And people are just too much For me to face I'll climb way up to the top of the stairs And all my cares Just