Keaton Henson - Call Me Al lyrics
[Keaton Henson - Call Me Al lyrics]
Man walks down the street
He says, "Why am I soft in the middle, now?
Why am I soft in the middle?
The rest of my life is so hard
I need a photo-opportunity
I want a shot at redemption
Don't want to end up a cartoon
In a cartoon graveyard"
Bonedigger, Bonedigger dogs in the moonlight
Far away in my well-lit door
Mr beerbelly, Beerbelly
Get these mutts away from me you know
I don't find this stuff amusing anymore
And if you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
And I can call you Betty
And Betty, when you call me
You can call me Al
Man walks down the street
He says, "Why am I short of attention?
Got a short little span of attention
And, whoa, my nights are so long
Where's my wife and family?
What if I diе here? Who'll be my rolе model
Now that my role model is gone, gone?"
He ducked back down the alley
With some roly-poly little bat-faced girl
All along, along
There were incidents and accidents
There were hints and allegations
And if you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
And I can call you Betty
And Betty, when you call me
You can call me Al
Man walks down the street
It's a street in a strange world
Maybe it's the third world
Maybe it's just first time around
He don't speak the language
He holds no currency he is a foreign man
He is surrounded by the sound, the sound
Cattle in the marketplace
Scatterlings and orphanages
He looks around, around
He sees angels in the architecture
Spinning in infinity
He says, "Amen and Hallelujah!"
If you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
And I can call you Betty
And Betty, when you call me
You can call me Al call me Al
He says, "Why am I soft in the middle, now?
Why am I soft in the middle?
The rest of my life is so hard
I need a photo-opportunity
I want a shot at redemption
Don't want to end up a cartoon
In a cartoon graveyard"
Bonedigger, Bonedigger dogs in the moonlight
Far away in my well-lit door
Mr beerbelly, Beerbelly
Get these mutts away from me you know
I don't find this stuff amusing anymore
And if you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
And I can call you Betty
And Betty, when you call me
You can call me Al
Man walks down the street
He says, "Why am I short of attention?
Got a short little span of attention
And, whoa, my nights are so long
Where's my wife and family?
What if I diе here? Who'll be my rolе model
Now that my role model is gone, gone?"
He ducked back down the alley
With some roly-poly little bat-faced girl
All along, along
There were incidents and accidents
There were hints and allegations
And if you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
And I can call you Betty
And Betty, when you call me
You can call me Al
Man walks down the street
It's a street in a strange world
Maybe it's the third world
Maybe it's just first time around
He don't speak the language
He holds no currency he is a foreign man
He is surrounded by the sound, the sound
Cattle in the marketplace
Scatterlings and orphanages
He looks around, around
He sees angels in the architecture
Spinning in infinity
He says, "Amen and Hallelujah!"
If you'll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
And I can call you Betty
And Betty, when you call me
You can call me Al call me Al