歌词
A thousand aspiring rock stars
Each more fabulous than the next
Parade their vocal ranges and sexy moves
Before me as I sit in my bohemian café
Sipping coffee on Second Avenue
And aren't they amazing? They're just amazing, aren't they amazing?
This one's been to Paris and she even sings in French
Isn't she amazing? She's just amazing, I'm just amazed
A thousand boy guitarists
Each more virtuosic than the next
Scaling their arpeggios at incredible velocities
This one's memorized the entire repertoire of Thelonius Monk
Ain't he amazing? He's just amazing, I'm just amazed
A thousand contemporary poets
Each more formally innovative than the next
Extemporizing verses more beautiful
Than T. S. Elliot and Ezra Pound combined
A thousand singer songwriters
Each more earnest than the next
Strip off layers of pretension
Till there's nothing left
Isn't it amazing how they do it? Isn't it amazing?
Aren't they amazing? They're just amazing, I'm just amazed
A thousand post modern philosophers
Each more counterintuitive than the next
Articulate their thought in Cosmopolitan Magazine
Zizek says that Donald Trump is the Lenin of today
Isn't it amazing? It's just amazing, I'm just amazed
Oh, what will Zizek think of next?
What will Latour and Zizek think of next?
Vegetables are people in a flat ontology
Isn't it amazing? It's just amazing, I'm just amazed
A thousand performance artists
Each more shocking than the next
This one chopped his arm off
This one fucked his mother on YouTube
That one vivisected a celebrity
The other one set fire to her dog
Aren't they amazing? They're just amazing, aren't they amazing?
I watch my friends grow older, I suppose they watch me too
Didn't mean for it to happen, but it did
As the dust falls ever so lightly down on Second Avenue
Isn't it amazing? It's just amazing, I'm just amazed
Written by: Marc Ribot
