Monsters hiding under my bed Under my bed in a suitcase I brought with me The traveling salesman's knocking again Knocking again but he knows I don't want any Maybe you should move away Pare down your possessions And go out on the road Or maybe you'll get used to it Burn all of those bridges and Reveal everything that you know It's raining in Pittsburgh The sun don't come out this time of year There's no use if you're ignoring it Ignoring it never made anything go away The newspapers are reporting it Reporting it, they need some blood on their front page Maybe you shoulda picked up the phone Dialed your favorite numbers Inside the daylight And maybe now you'll know Not to wait until after dark To try and save any lives no It's raining in Pittsburgh The sun don't come out this time of year

You got your rituals To keep you comfort They're not habitual You have to take a number You keep it mystical Hoping for spooky answers It's called conditional On where you're going after I'm looking down from The top floor of your building It's pretty empty at The top floor of your building How do I get down from The top floor of your building It's pretty empty at The top floor of your building You got your secrets You won't share them You're so insensitive There's no time to repair them Cue the theme song You're headed for disaster Any way that you Could walk a little faster? I'm looking down from The top floor of your building It's pretty empty at The top floor of your building How do I get down from The top floor of your building It's pretty empty at The top floor of your building

Wolfowitz and Cheney Homeland security East Timor finally free Church of the Nativity Drumbeat to Iraq Mr. Rogers, Johnny Cash Lawrence v. Texas 100 dead in Warwick George Bush wins again School siege in Beslan Tsunami, Aristide Fallujah, Scooter Libby Common 'Be,' Block Party Interpreter of Maladies Kyoto, Katrina Nukes in North Korea I don't mind all this pretty company but it pales in comparison Didn't see it coming when she first spoke to me and it pales in comparison Connie Chung ain't been on TV in years so it pales in comparison Maybe one day we'll look back and say that pales in comparison Malalai Joya Jon Stewart Crossfire NSA spying A-Rod in pinstripes Israel back at war Paul McCartney 64 Headbutt from Zidane Thailand coup d'etat CIA rendition Subprime mortgages Virginia Tech, iPhones Benazir Bhutto Lehman Brothers collapse Hillary and Barack Washington, DC Central Square, New York City I don't mind all this pretty company but it pales in comparison Didn't see it coming when she first spoke to me and it pales in comparison Connie Chung ain't been on TV in years so it pales in comparison Maybe one day we'll look back and say that pales in comparison I didn't think so when you went to San Francisco I didn't think so on Halloween

Mr Sandman Don't you hit me too hard now Ladybug don't you fly to free Got a good dream I don't want to wake up now Tell me that I'm not asleep Was that concrete park bench A little too hard? Was hoping to meet you in your old backyard I'm gonna sleepwalk with you tonight babe We're gonna dance the dark side of the moon Gonna sleepwalk with you tonight babe Tomorrow morning gonna come too soon Looked for you on a Colorado mountain Everything clear on el Melacón Went up Beacon Hill just to look at all the mansions But I came back down alone It's been five long year since I stopped making sense And here I go again with the same old shit I'm gonna sleepwalk with you tonight babe We're gonna dance the dark side of the moon Gonna sleepwalk with you tonight babe Tomorrow morning gonna come too soon Gonna take this little pill and make it easier To find you on the other side We'll see what dreams may come tonight And it's a little personal to see the queen in underwear But you can trust me I won't hurt you Baby please don't be scared I'm gonna sleepwalk with you tonight babe We're gonna dance the dark side of the moon Gonna sleepwalk with you tonight babe Tomorrow morning gonna come too soon Mr Sandman Don't you hit me too hard now Ladybug don't you fly to free Got a good dream I don't want to wake up now Tell me that I'm not asleep Was that concrete park bench A little too hard? Was hoping to meet you in your old backyard

Riddles: Lane shift got a little high so I plains drift reinforce my defenses fuck a plaintiff as I riff with a little bit of time freed up let the rhyme speed up locked in and keyed up heat up erupt like Vesuvius fuck it man call me the grooviest some seventies shit I got heavenly spit and my wit is the sharpest I pull more strings than a harpist to make some new creations hope for standing ovations there’s always complications and misinterpretations but if just a percentage of the people get it it doesn’t mean I gotta change or even try to edit it can’t ever bring me down and I will never let it oh well whatever nevermind forget it Gonna keep on running Keep on running Keep on running Til my soul collides with you babe Til my soul collides with you babe And you think that's funny Think that's funny Think that's funny All of your assumptions came true babe All of your assumptions came true babe Youngblood: now i got the floor to the pedal each direction just another score to get settled oh these webs i weave lights over the road got me questioning what I believe oh how the mind deceives what’s that ahead, no, nah it can’t be and nothings ever what it might seem but now i’m off the ground floating in a light beam in a suped-up flying saucer walking round with a hunched-up posture cause the ceiling’s only 5 foot high and i’m staring in the eye of a 4 foot lobster taking giant steps for the human race bumping Giant Steps on the interstellar-deep-space- hyperphonic-supersonic-auditory-interface memory's a blank slate, particles are displaced Gonna keep on running Keep on running Keep on running Til my soul collides with you babe Til my soul collides with you babe And you think that's funny Think that's funny Think that's funny All of your assumptions came true babe All of your assumptions came true babe IPR: Now I finally see which direction that I'm stepping in got a walkie-talkie and a plot that's thickening discerning learning got me on some dissidence most of these bitches they don't know the fuckin difference she got me clearance yeah we're in here illegally she's already described every branch of her family tree most of these people think they already know me but seagulls don't know what's going on in the sea you drive me to toledo in a rented el camino got coltrane on an old eight-track all bass and no treble you always liked three on the tree but i'm four on the floor got more bad habits than i really want to keep score Gonna keep on running Keep on running Keep on running Til my soul collides with you babe Til my soul collides with you babe And you think that's funny Think that's funny Think that's funny All of your assumptions came true babe All of your assumptions came true babe

Well you might not smell great But you're still pretty cheap And I knew you way back when My ambitions ran deep You've gotten better with the years And oh the years how they've come And when the bartender asks me I say yes I'll have one That black and gold icy cold Foam from my iron city And if you're in town And you're hanging around I'll buy you one and I might have three I used to smoke in Oakland Got high on top of Squirrel Hill The years seemed so dark While I was in Highland Park And I never knew quite how to feel I was a loner a stoner a rebel and a victim Not that anything's changed Cause I'd still take a PAT bus If I had to do that In the middle of the pouring rain For that black and gold icy cold Foam from my iron city And if you're in town And you're hanging around I'll buy you one and I might have three