Laurie Anderson - Difficult Listening Hour текст песни
Laurie Anderson Difficult Listening Hour

Difficult Listening Hour

Laurie Anderson

Текст песни Difficult Listening Hour - Laurie Anderson




Good evening.
Welcome to Difficult Listening Hour.
The spot on your dial for that relentless
And impenetrable sound of Difficult Music.
So sit bolt upright in that straight-backed chair,
Button that top button,
And get set for some difficult music.
Ooola.
Ooola.
Ooola.
I came home today,
And I opened the door with my bare hands
And I said:
Hey! Who tore up all my wallpaper samples?
Who ate all the grapes,
The ones I was saving?
And this guy was sitting there,
And I said:
Hey, Pal!
What's going on here?
And he had this smile,
And when he smiled he had these big white teeth
Like luxury hotels on the Florida coastline.
And when he closed his mouth,
It looked like a big scar.
And I said to myself:
Holy smokes!
And I said:
Hey, pal!
What's going on here anyway, who are you?
And he said:
Now, I'm the Soul Doctor,
And you know,
Language is a virus from Outer Space
And hearing your name is better than seeing your face.


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