When you’re riding the rails with those wide open eyes Well there’s one old southpaw you will always fight. And alone on a worn out throne is the reigning Queen of the Questions. Why we blind footed toddlers ever started out. So don’t get into me      when I goose step Across the kitchen floor you know I still adore all your mother’s old-fashioned ways. So impressed that you hear      my inventions. And that it matters more than what you saw with your eyes.       Go along with the plan your head is still right there where you put it-- Under the bed with the ice cream you could never find. And at night you go to bed and dream of the world to be what you wanted-- You’ve got that girly draw now flaunt it And keep them all checking their watches when you’re out tonight. So don’t get into me      when I goose step Across the kitchen floor you know I still adore are your eyes changing heads? So impressed that you hear      my inventions. And that it matters more than what you saw with your eyes.