Laurie Anderson - Difficult Listening Hour lyrics

Good evening welcome to Difficult Listening
Hour the spot on
Your dial for that relentless
And impenetrable sound
Of difficult music so sit
Bolt upright in that
Straight backed chair, button
That top button
And get set for some difficult music

Ooola i came home today
And I opened the door with
My bare hands and I said: Hey! Who tore up
All my wallpaper samples?
Who ate all the grapes -the
Ones I was saving?
And this guy was sitting there, and I said:
Hey, Pal! What's going on here?
And he had this smile
And when he smiled he had
These big white teeth
Like luxury hotels on the Florida coastline
And when he closed his mouth
It looked like a big scar
And I said to myself:
Holy smokes! Looks like some kind of a guest
Host relationship to me and I said:
Hey, pal! What's going on here
Anyway? Who are you? And he said:
Now, I'm the Soul Doctor, and you know
Language is a virus from
Outer space and hearing
Your name is better than seeing your face