Paradise
Is exactly like
Where you are right now
Only much much better.
I saw this guy on the train
And he seemed to gave gotten stuck
In one of those abstract trances.
And he was going: Ugh...Ugh...Ugh...
And Fred said: I think he's in some kind of pain. I think it's a pain cry.
And I said: Pain cry?
Then language is a virus.
Language!
It's a virus!
Language!
It's a virus!
Well I was talking to a friend
And I was saying: I wanted you.
And I was looking for you.
But I couldn't find you.
I couldn't find you.
And he said: Hey!
Are you talking to me?
Or are you just practicing
For one of those performances of yours?
Huh?
Language!
It's a virus!
Language!
It's a virus!
He said: I had to write that letter to your mother.
And I had to tell the judge that it was you.
And I had to sell the car and go to Florida. Because that's just my way of saying
(It's a charm.)
That I love you.
And I (It's a job.)
Had to call you at the crack of dawn (Why?)
And list the times that I've been wrong.
Cause that's just my way of saying
That I'm sorry. (It's a job.)
Language!
It's a virus!
Language!
It's a virus!
Paradise
Is exactly like
Where you are right now
Only much much (It's a shipwreck,)
Better. (It's a job.)
You know?
I don't believe there's such a thing as TV.
I mean - They just keep showing you
The same pictures over and over.
And when they talk they just make sounds
That more or less synch up
With their lips.
That's what I think!
Language!
It's a virus!
Language!
It's a virus!
Language!
It's a virus!
Well I dreamed there was an island
That rose up from the sea.
And everybody on the island
Was somebody from TV.
And there was a beautiful view
