Gotta get out of TV. Just pick a point and go. The ticker-tape tangles my feet. As I search for a face that I know. Come on tower crane driver. There's not so far to go. I must have been working the ropes. When your hand slipped from mine. Now I live off the mirrors and smoke. It's a joke a fix a lie. Come on tower crane driver. Oh so far to fall. Send up a prayer in my name. Just the same. They say I'm on top of my game. Dwindle gentle rose. Send up a prayer in my name