Haven’t slept in seven days, I gotta keep my story straight   Cleaning up my unclean way and I got to stay awake      They’re on the sidewalk, on the rooftop   All they do is talk, talk, talk about me      Now I know how neon feels   Fluorescent steals my eyes   Never close      Haven’t slept in eighteen days, can’t keep my story straight   The hidden camera doesn’t faze me but I’ve got to stay   Away from eavesdropping operators, buzzing lights in   Elevatorsmicrophonic lovers under me      They’re on the rooftop, on the sidewalk   All they do is talk, talk, talk about me   They talk about me      Now I know how neon feels   Fluorescent steals my eyes   Never close a dead man’s deals   No coffin seals my eyes   Never close      Don’t they know who I think I am?   I’m a child of god, I’m an honest man   Don’t they know who I think I am?   I’m a man of god, I’m an idle hand   Don’t they know who I think I am?   I’m the hand of god, I’m the end of man      Now I know how neon feels   Fluorescent steals my eyes   Never close a dead man’s deals   No coffin seals my eyes   Never close