Blind man beggin’ for a little crust of bread   Rich lady wonderin’ what the undertaker said   Cell phones ringin’ in the pockets of the dead   Cell phones ringin’ in the pockets of the dead   Hey, hey…hey, hey, hey      Mother nature’s lookin’ for the hands of father time   He’s got ‘em reachin’ for the girl in number nine   She’s readin’ horoscopes lookin’ for a sign   Waitin’ for the train that’ll take her down the line   Hey, hey…hey, hey, hey      Cell phones ringin’ in the middle of the street   History’s tellin’ stories that a sailor won’t repeat   Believers and infidels are fighting in the heat   While bodies of the innocent are covered with a sheet   Hey, hey…hey, hey, hey   I said hey,hey,…hey, hey, hey      Everybody’s lookin’ for what they cannot find   I’m down here on Bleeker Street tryin’ to read your mind   Hey, hey…hey, hey, hey      Santa Claus and Robinhood are doin’ what they can   To feed the poor and soak the rich and help their fellow man   While senators and congressmen are workin’ on a plan   To get some more vacation time to get a deeper tan   Hey…hey, hey, hey      Sheena’s in the jungle tryin’ hard to keep it real   The doctor’s in the ale house tryin’ to cop a feel   The count of Monte Christo wants to make another deal   And Dracula’s in the kitchen and he’s lookin’ for a meal   Hey, hey…hey, hey, hey…I said hey…hey, hey, hey      Everybody’s lookin’ for what they cannot find   I’m down here on Bleeker Street tryin’ to read your mind   Hey, hey      Aristotle’s ridin’ on a ferryboat to Mars   While Juliet is creepin’ through the closets of the stars   Romeo is on the run smoking’ blue cigars   Puttin’ cocoa butter on to cover up the scars   Maggie May and Captain Hook are walkin’ down the aisle   As the president saunters in astride a crocodile   The Ayatolah swears he is not a pedophile   And the Right of Man don’t mean a damn here in the age of style   Hey, hey…hey, hey, hey   I said hey…hey, hey hey      Cell phones ringin’ in the pockets of the dead   Cell phones ringin’ in the pockets of the dead   Cell phones ringin’ in the pockets of the dead   Cell phones ringin’ in the pockets of the dead   (Cell phones ringin’ in the pockets of the dead)   Hello?   (Cell phones ringin’ in the pockets of the dead)   Hello?   (Cell phones ringin’ in the pockets of the dead)   Is anybody there?   (Cell phones ringin’ in the pockets of the dead)   Hello?      I said hey…hey, hey, hey, hey   I said hey…hey, hey, hey, hey      Cell phones ringin’ in the pockets of the dead   Cell phones ringin’ in the pockets of the dead   (Cell phones ringin’ in the pockets of the dead)   (Cell phones ringin’ in the pockets of the dead)