Are You There

Are you there? Did patience wane? Did you fall asleep to your four-track recording of rain? Do you feel tame? Do you feel insane? Is there anyone in the audience currently living in vain? Hard times, old ways, takes up a lot of time Hard times, uses up whole days All those actresses leasing compact cars Boiling water at four in the morning In the outfield of Elysian Park Gone too soon to the void saloon All night, lighting wet cigarettes In a dog breath room Rough lovers in deserted hallways Crazed with unbuttoning Everything must go, button-wise Fumbling with keys to the door on the 94th floor Knees buckling in the threshold The world, open wide, open wide, and we just shiver On the counter, 'cause we're both already there Why don't you go put a record on? Why don't you sing me a little song? Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah