David Byrne & Brian Eno Poor Boy lyrics

A truck parked this morning outside the grocery store
Friends face the future, they're wearin' summer clothes
Great cosmic forces, like fallin' dominoes
I love talking funny, it's the only song I know

Sweet smart and sexy, the day my life began
Burnt out and damaged, I dragged my body home
This slice is runny, it's running down our clothes
Flies stick to honey, it's the only game they know

Poor boy, I walk into the river in my hat and shoes
Poor boy, I'm sittin' at the table with a knife and spoon

Live fast, die happy, don't let your panties show
I trust market forces, it's the only song I know
So come and rock my soul, where sin and sorrow lie
White horses carry me, unto the other side


Poor boy, I'm livin' in a country, where my thoughts are cold
Poor boy, I'm waitin' for the harvest of the seeds I sow

A flower in the night
With thoughts of days gone by
I've got to ring that bell and I'll be satisfied

Poor boy, I'm wearin' silver slippers and a long white gown
Poor boy, a picture in my mind the day the walls come down

Poor boy, I'm livin' in a country where I'm never free
Poor boy, I'm writing down the names of all the things I see