Albert, he goes west   He crosses the vast indifferent deserts of Arizona, oh yeah   He had a psychotic episode on a dude ranch   That involved a bottle of ammonia      Henry, he went south and lost his way   Deep in the weeping forests of Le Vulva   He grew so wan, he grew so sick   He ended up in a bungalow sucking a revolver      Even the light up on your rainy streets offers many reflections   I won?t be held responsible for my actions      Bobby, he goes north then he goes east   Then over to New Hampshire   Bobby is a cautious man   He walked into a Concord dive to drink a beer      Do you wanna dance?   Yeah, do you wanna move?   Yeah, do you wanna dance?   Do you wanna groove?      I said this world is full of endless abstractions   I won?t be held responsible for my actions      Me, I ain?t going anywhere   Just sit and watch the sun come up, I like it here, oh yeah   I watch the people go ticking past   Go hey, hey, hey, you know, I gotta say I like it here      Alright   Sha, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la   Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la   Sha, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la   Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la      Sha, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la   Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la   Sha, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la   Sha, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la