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 hardI need a photo-opportunity I want a shot
at redemption Don't want to end up a cartoonIn a
cartoon graveyard Bonedigger BonediggerDogs 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 attentionGot a short little span of
attentionAnd 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 accidentsThere
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 AlA man walks
down the street It's
a street in a strange
world Maybe it's the
Third World Maybe it's
hisfirst time around
He doesn't speak the languageHe 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 palI can
call you Betty
And Betty
when
you call You can call me Al
Call me Al