My favorite buildings are all falling down Seems like I dwell in a different town But why should I bother with painting them brown When they'll all be pulled down in the end?
My favorite buildings stretch upwards for miles Remind me somehow of your favorite smiles Like oak leaves in autumn cascading on stiles in the rain
Nobody seems to know how long All of these buildings belong
Till they become part of you
People get down on your knees Buildings are like a disease You could wind up in a zoo and most people do
My favorite buildings are all laid to waste One might as well sculpt a statue from toothpaste And someday I could have a fifty inch waist It's all free for my favorite buildings and me