Walkin' back to the burnin' schoolhouse. And the kids drinkin' in the park. Late at night and the spirit moves me. And I don't mind bein' afraid. Old man with no clothes. Leanin' on my fence. Tell me where the money goes. And the food don't taste the same. I'm gettin' fast at being the last. You know I don't need to waste no time. You can call me once a week. Tell me where I been. Phony lady layin' flat on the road. And the helicopter goin' by. And I'm down to the sound. Of a sky turned brown. And I'm lovin' everything you say. I don't think it's funny. When you shave both of my arms. Lately I been spittin' out the things. That I didn't mean to say. But that's alright now.