William S. Burroughs
Sharkey’s Night – live
Sun's going down. Like a big bald head
Disappearing behind the boulevard
It's Sharkey's night
It's Sharkey's night tonight

Ahh, ahh, ahh
(Sitting by the window, watching the snow fall
Jump up!)
Ooh, ai-ai-aiii
Hey!

And the manager says: "Sharkey?
He's not at his desk right now
Could I take a message?"

Hey, kemosabe!
Long time no see
Hey sport
You connect the dots
You pick up the pieces

Well I drove down to big DC
And I walked into Room 303
And there they were
The Big Boys
And they were talking
Big B
Little O
Little M
Silent B
They were saying
Let's teach those robots how to play hardball
Let's teach those little fellas a little gratitude
Ai-ai-aiii, I love it

Hey! What's that big noise from the sky?
Sounds like thunder
Nope!
Sounds like the 4th of July
Nope, wrong again!
It's just those angels walking
They're clomping around again
Wearing those big clumsy shoes

Ai-ai-aiii, I love it

Deep in the heart of darkest America
Home of the brave
Ha ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
You've already paid for this
Listen to my heartbeat