"Alright, Ill take care of them part of the time, but theres somebody else that needs taking care of in Washington"
"Whos that?"
"Rose Pilchitt"
"Rose Pilchitt? Whos that?"
[Kid screams in background. foreground: "Shut Up"]
"36-24-36 [laughter] does that answer your question?"
[foreground: "Oi Ive got a little black book with me poems in"]
"Whos she?"
"She was Miss Armoured Division in 1961 ... "

Ive got a little black book with my poems in.
Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in.
When Im a good dog, they sometimes throw me a bone in.

I got elastic bands keepin my shoes on.
Got those swollen hand blues.
Got thirteen channels of shit on the T.V. to choose from.
Ive got electric light.
And Ive got second sight.
And amazing powers of observation.
And that is how I know
When I try to get through
On the telephone to you
Therell be nobody home.

Ive got the obligatory Hendrix perm.
And the inevitable pinhole burns
All down the front of my favorite satin shirt.
Ive got nicotine stains on my fingers.
Ive got a silver spoon on a chain.
Ive got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains.

Ive got wild staring eyes.
And Ive got a strong urge to fly.
But I got nowhere to fly to.
Ooooh, Babe when I pick up the phone

"Surprise, surprise, surprise..." (from Gomer Pyle show)
Theres still nobody home.

Ive got a pair of Gohills boots
and I got fading roots.

"Where the hell are you?"
"Over 47 german planes were destroyed with the loss of only 15 of our own aircraft"
"Where the hell are you Simon?"
[Machine gun sound, followed by plane crashing]