A man walks down the street

He says         why am I soft in the middle now         Why am I soft
in
the
        middle

The rest of         my life is so hard I need a photo-opportunity I want a shot at redemption
Don't want to end up a cartoon

In a cartoon graveyard Bonedigger Bonedigger Dogs in the moonlight Far away my well-lit door Mr. Beerbelly Beerbelly
Get these mutts away from me You know I don't find this stuff
amusing anymore

If you'll be my bodyguard I can be your long lost pal I can call you Betty And Betty when you call me You can call me Al
A man walks down the street He says why am I short of attention Got a short little span of attention And wo my nights are so long Where's my wife and family What if I die here

        Who'll be my role model Now that my role model is Gone Gone        

He ducked back down the alley With some roly poly little bat faced girl

All along along There were incidents and accidents There were hints and allegations

If you'll be my bodyguard I can be your long lost pal I can call you Betty

And Betty when you call me You can call me Al Call me Al

A man walks down the street It's a street in a strange world Maybe it's the Third World
        Maybe it's his first time around He doesn't speak the language He holds no currency        
        He is a foreign man        

He is surrounded by the sound The sound
Cattle in the marketplace Scatterlings and orphanages He looks around, around < He sees angels in the architecture Spinning in infinity He says Amen! and Hallelujah!

If you'll be my bodyguard I can be your long lost pal I can call you Betty And Betty when you call me You can call me Al

Call me Al