I walk into the corner of my room   See my friends in high places   I don't know which is which or who is whom   They've stolen each other's faces      Janet is there with her high head and hair   And full of bedroom feathers   Janet is known to make dead men groan   In any kind of weather      I crawl over to her   I say, ?Hey baby?, I say, ?Hey, Janet   You are the one, you are the sun   And I'm your dutiful planet"      But she ain't down with any of that   'Cause she's heard that shit before   And I say, ?Oh yeah, you're right?   'Cause I see Betty X standing by the door      With more news from nowhere   Yeah, more news from nowhere   And it's getting strange in here   Yeah, it's getting stranger every year   More news from nowhere   Yeah, more news from nowhere, alright now      Now Betty X is like Betty Y minus that fatal chromosome   Her hair is like the wine dark sea in which sailors come home   I say, ?Hey baby?, I say, ?Hey, Betty X?   I lean close up to her throat      "This light you are carrying is like a lamp hanging from a distant boat"   "It is my light," says Betty, Betty X says, "This light ain't yours"   And so much wind blew through her words   That I went rolling down the hall      For more news from nowhere   More news from nowhere   And it's strange in here   Yeah, it gets stranger every year   More news from nowhere   Yeah, more news from nowhere      I turn another corner   I go down a corridor and I see this guy   He must be about one hundred foot tall   And he only has one eye      He asks me for my autograph   I write nobody and then   I wrap myself up in my woolly coat   And I blind him with my pen      'Cause someone must have stuck something in my drink   Every thing's getting strange looking   Half the people have turned into squealing pigs   The other half are cooking      Well, let me out of here I cried   And I went pushing past   And I saw Miss Polly singing with some girls   I cried, struck me to the mast      For more news from nowhere   Yeah, more news from nowhere   It's getting strange in here   And it gets stranger every year   More news from nowhere   Yeah, more news from nowhere      Well, then a black girl with no clothes on   She danced across the room   We charted the progress of the planets   Around that boogie woogie moon      I called her my Nubian princess   Gave her some sweet back fat ass jive   Spent the next seven years between her legs   A pining for my wife      But then by and by it all went wrong   I fell washed up on a shore   She stared down at me from up in the storm   And I sopped up on the floor      For more news from nowhere   Yeah, more news from nowhere   And don't it make you feel alone   Don't it make you wanna get right on home   More news from nowhere   More news from nowhere, let me hear it now      Well, here comes Elena with two black eyes   She's given herself a transfusion   She's filled herself with panda blood   To avoid all the confusion      I say, "The sun rises and falls with you   And various things about love"   But a rising violence in me cuts all my circuits off      Well, Elena she starts screaming   Her cheeks are full of psychotropic leaves   Her extinction was nearly absolute   When she turned her back on me      For more news from nowhere   I said, more news from nowhere   And it's getting strange in here   Yeah, it gets stranger every year   More news from nowhere   Yeah, more news from nowhere, alright, alright      I bump and crash into Deanna   Hanging pretty in the door frame   All the horrors that have befallen me   Well, Deanna is to blame      Every time I see you baby   You make me feel so unalone   And I wipe my face into her dress   Long after she'd gone home      With more news from nowhere   Yeah, more news from nowhere   And don't it make you feel alone   Yeah, and don't it make you wanna get right back home   More news from nowhere   Yeah, more news from nowhere, alright      And don't it make you feel so sad   Don't the blood rush to your feet   To think that everything you do today   Tomorrow is obsolete      Technology and women   And little children, too   Don't it make you feel blue   Don't it make you feel blue      For more news from nowhere   With more news from nowhere   Don't it make you feel alone   Yeah, and don't it make you wanna get right back home   More news from nowhere   Yeah, more news from nowhere, one last time      Well, I gotta say   Yeah, I gotta say   Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye