Glass, Concrete & Stone

Now I'm wakin' at the crack of dawn

To send a little money home from here

To the moon, it's risin' like a discotheque

And now my bags are down and packed for traveling

Lookin' at happiness, keepin' my flavor fresh, nobody knows I guess

How for I'll go, I know, so I'm

Leavin' at six o'clock, meet in a parkin' lot, Harriet Hendershot

Sunglasses on, she waits by this

Glass, and concrete, and stone

It is just a house, not a home

Skin that covers me from head to toe

Except a couple tiny holes and openings

Where the city's blowin' in and out

And this is what it's all about, delightfully

Everything's possible when you're an animal, not inconceivable

How things can change, I know, so I'm

I'm puttin' on aftershave, nothing is out of place, gonna be on my way

Try to pretend, it's not only

Glass, and concrete, and stone

And it's just a house, not a home

And it's glass, and concrete, and stone

It is just a house, not a home

And my head is fifty feet high

Let my body and soul be my guide