i saw you in the film for just two seconds
a documentory set in heaven
where the hypsters roll like children
and the writers roll like dogs

on rugs in beds and on stages
an' the singers hide behind the camrea
i saw you in the film
where the children write on us

the sun came in like a pack of orange spaniels
through the window
over the ledge
under the curtain
on their bellys
creeping an' bending

balls of string
collied like springs
hang down from the symbl stands
and in your hands i sleep just like a drummer
and wake up with the thunder...of your typewriter...every night

well everyday a prayer goes on its knees
i will quit the whites, the wine and the weed
falls to its belly
and crawls towards New York

i saw you in the film for just two seconds
on a subway car
drifting like a question
from earth to the street to the bridge in the east
where the green man wears a hat

the sun came in like a pack of orange spaniels
through the window
over the ledge
under the curtan
on their bellys
creeping an' bending

balls of string
collied like springs
hang down from the symbl stands
and in your hands i sleep just like a drummer
and wake up with the thunder
(just like a drummer)
of your typewriter
(wake up with the thunder)
just like a drummer
(of your typewriter)
i wake up with the thunder
(just like a drummer)
of your typewriter
(wake up with the thunder)
just like a drummer
(of your typewriter)
i wake up with the thunder
(just like a drummer)
of your typewriter
(wake up with the thunder)

just like a drummer
(of your typewriter)
i wake up with the thunder
(just like a drummer)
of your typewriter
(wake up with the thunder)
just like a drummer
(of your typewriter)
i wake up with the thunder
(just like a drummer)
of your typewriter
(wake up with the thunder)
just like a drummer
(of your typewriter)
just like a drummer
(just like a drummer)

everynight....