I was lying in the shade where the dandelions
grow and asphalt is hollow and the rocks are
broken down and brown,
a not so popular part of town. I'd heard he was witty.
We've seen
signs of it all around the city.
The people said he's a landscape
he's like a ruby lined in gold
Yeah, shaped like a cockroach,
he smells good.
These notions were hazy, ordinary, a bit lazy.
I was swinging on a branch outside,
catching a ride when my resolve swelled.
I will find him, will, I have momentum still
Then I fell into an anthill, fell into an anthill
And the people say
I will find him, I will,
I have momentum still
Then I fell in to an anthill
Doo doo doo doo doo...
And all the people said...
They carried me back to my doorstep
The sand was in my eyes
But I saw him
I saw him, friend of friend
I found in him a friend of friend
And he went by the name of
Steve
Polyester
He said, I am a landscape, yeah,
I'm a ruby lined in gold, yeah,
Shaped like a cockroach,
I smell good.
Doo doo doo doo doo doo
doo doo doo
And the people said
Doo doo doo doo doo doo
doo doo doo doo
And he said
I am a landscape
I am a ruby lined in gold
Shaped like a cockroach, I smelled food
He was a landscape,
a landscape nonetheless
He would escape, but it was for the best
This town will never be the same
Why'd he have to go?
Who was there to blind him?
And the people said
Saw in him a friend of friend, saw in him a friend of friend,
in him a friend of friend
And he started walking,
he went farther than he ought to have gone
He went farther and farther
until he was gone
He was a landscape,
he was a landscape
He was, he was, he was a landscape
He was a landscape,
shaped, he was shaped
He was
Come back