Plutoman

Colors and music is what you will see and you live for Take a ride with a stingray and you'll see the world through his eyes You know what they say about the lady who talks with the fishes They say that she'll always have at least a billion, billion friends And somewhere there's a god who will grant each and all of her wishes She laughs in the face of the man looking over the fence I can see that you're dreaming But I can't see the pictures Sleeping in the light of starshine and goldfishes Even out here where he sits drowning in isolation He's stacking his bricks high and slowly walling out the world She's sending him flowers and sunshine but he doesn't notice On the stem of a rose she writes "Have a nice day, Plutoman" I can see that you're dreaming But I can't see the pictures Sleeping in the light of starshine and goldfishes He feels like he's the last man alive He feels like he's stuck on Pluto Each day's a bad one, each day he's all alone Colors and music is what you will see and you live for Take a ride with a stingray and you'll see the world through his eyes She's sending him flowers and sunshine but he doesn't notice On the stem of a rose she writes "Have a nice day, Plutoman"