Rubber

Wait and see If the stones on my feet Turn to rubble On the open sea Float or sink I am rubber Only rubber And the man in the cave is quiet Smiling to himself God, I wish I was quiet But my head is full of bells Something's always ringing My suitcase always smells Pour me a drink and then leave it On the edge of a wishing well On the edge of a wishing well Oh, can I bounce back Or just lay flat? Cathedral songs All night long Soaked in thunder I'm the stretchy man So jacked and tan Made of rubber Only rubber And she's in a ballroom dancing And I'm singing through a hole in the wall I wanna build you a mansion Just trying to pay some dues is all And she's like Agatha Christie And I'm more like Voltaire Everything is a theory Carried away with the morning air Carried away with the morning air Oh, can I bounce back Or just lay flat? Only rubber Only rubber