Mr. Incredible

White lighter in his pocket All-nighter, he can't stop yet Catcher in the Rye On his bedside table, bedside table Think how far we could fly If we weren't unstable, weren't unstable Mr. Incredible, I know you work alone, but Teach me your tongue so I can make this place my home Or we'll end up in Babylon 'Cause you're a mental vagabond Mr. Incredible, I know you work alone, but Teach me your tongue so I can make this place my home He sees through indigo eyes Can't hear you through all your lies I see the blues within The wavelengths of his bliss, his bliss I'm drowning in, yeah-yeah-yeah His stream of consciousness, so Mr. Incredible, I know you work alone, but Teach me your tongue so I can make this place my home Or we'll end up in Babylon 'Cause you're a mental vagabond Mr. Incredible, I know you work alone, but Teach me your tongue so I can make this place my home He only walks on ledges And I can't get him down Mmm, that's where his head is And he's lonely on the ground, ground, ground Mr. Incredible, I know you work alone, but Teach me your tongue so I can make this place my home Or we'll end up in Babylon 'Cause you're a mental vagabond Mr. Incredible, I know you work alone, but Teach me your tongue so I can make this place my home Home, home, home