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

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