Sun's going down like a big bald head
Disappearing behind the boulevard
(Oooee)
It's Sharkey's night, yeah, it's Sharkey's night tonight
And the manager says
"Sharkey? He's not at his desk right now, (oh yeah)
Could I take a message?"

And Sharkey says, "Hey, kemosabe! Long time no see!"
He says, "Hey sport! You connect the dots. You pick up the pieces."
He says, "You know, I can see two tiny pictures of myself and there's one in each of your eyes
And they're doin' everything I do
Every time I light a cigarette, they light up theirs
I take a drink and I look in and they're drinkin' too
It's drivin' me crazy. It's drivin' me nuts."

And Sharkey says, "Hey! What's that big noise from the sky?
Sounds like thunder, nope!
Sounds like the 4th of July
Nope, wrong again!"
He says "It's just those angels walking
They're clomping around again
Wearing those big clumsy shoes we got for them

And Sharkey says, "Well I was out in my four door with the top down
I looked up and there they were
Millions of tiny teardrops
Just sort of hanging there
And I didn't know whether to laugh or cry
And I said to myself, 'What next big sky?'"
And Sharkey said, "Well I drove down to big DC
And I walked into Room 1003
And there they were
The Big Boys
Yeah, listen
They were singin'
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'"

And Sharkey says, "Deep in the heart of darkest America, home of the brave."
He says: "Listen to my heart beat."
Paging Mr. Sharkey, white courtesy telephone please