Never been a pretty boy, strutting out my wares    Always seemed such a simple soul, acted full without a care   and if it seems that I’m much less that and more some other things    it’s because she came to me, she came to me      Although it blisters to remember, it’s the hair that bloats to mind    And the way that she would shiver when I wetted up her spine   All the taste of that conditioner; Scandinavian scented savannah    three times wrapped around her, 3 minutes tight 3 minutes tight      It’s alright boy, it’s alright As long as you keep running I guess it’s alright   It’s alright boy, it’s alright As long as you keep running I guess it’s alright      You’re more pale than I can remember, call you moon face if you like    And every word that I have mentioned, you don’t argue, you don’t fight    Play the piano for me treasure, hit the keys both black and white    Tickle the ivories like a feather follow the dots back down, follow the dots back down      It’s alright boy, it’s alright As long as you keep running I guess it’s alright   It’s alright boy, it’s alright As long as you keep running      I always thought there would be songs written about me