Mr. Mercedes makes his family crazy
Each day when the children wake up
They break up a little more
He wears a funny hat
Would you look at that
I’ve seen it all in a dream before I’m sure
All the people that you meet
Tiny insects in the street
Lumberjack Lisa, she’s such a teaser
She gets my head in a jam
Each time we talk
My stream of thoughts often stops
She takes a sleepy axe to my skull
All the people that you meet
All the garbage in the street
Its an angry music box
In the hands of the traffic jam
And it makes me want to jump
But I don’t know where I’ll land
Alien Annie always abducting
Each night when the city
Lights up its beacons
The outer ocean, a gravity-less motion
My plans go up in the air each time we begin
All the people that you meet
All the garbage that you greet
All the people that you meet
All the incest in the street