Tom's Dinner

I am thinking of your voice
and of burning like bling bling once a ponner time
before the rain began
Du du du du du du du du du du du du du du du du...
As more yo´people start getting bussy, look at them is just so crazy. They all trap soar by their rase to even recornize their mother´s face. Businness is all a really careful and that lies sadly all their lifes. On my mind is be in corner by a smaller world in a coffee.

I am sitting in the morning at the diner on the corner
I am waiting at the counter for the man to pour the coffee
and he fills it only halfway and begore I even argue...

He is looking up a window and somebody coming in
Du du du du du du du du du du du du du du du du...
"It is always nice to see you" says the man behind the counter to the woman who has come in she is shaking her umbrella and I look to other way as they are kissing heir hellos I´m pretending not to see them Instead I pour the milk
Du du du du du du du du du du du du du du du du...
And then suddenly the world just freez like someone called curtains up and their playing different comedies on the same´s teach in the very same time Nothing seems to be important while I watch life´s passing by. And Everything seems now so distant from this time your world in this coffee time.
I open up the paper there´s a story of an actor who had died while he was drinking it was no one I had heard of and U´m turning to the horoscope and lookin for the funnies....

When I´m feeling someone watching me and so I raise my head.

There´s a woman on the outside looking inside does she see me ? No she does not really see me ´cause she sees her own reflection and I´m trying not to notice that she´s hitching up her skirt and while she´s straightening her stockings her hair is getting wet.
Du du du du du du du du du du du du du du du du...