I Am a Lightning Rod

I'll be you

You'll be talking to a flowerpot

But that's hardly worth a thought

Or a plague of frogs

And we will vomit up our Chicago luck

And we will dance

On broken sheets of glass

To make our point

And if this town seems too big

If the traffic freaks you out

I will be your lightning rod

Delivering sound to you

He's a charming wreck

And he's a handsome wreck

The kind of rat

That took my woman back to his pad

And I'm not traveling

And I'm not sleeping in

The clothes I wore

A hundred times or more

And if this town seems too big

If the traffic freaks you out

I will be your lightning rod

Delivering sound

And what will I do?

What will I do

When my nerves get topsy-turvy?

I'll be you

If you want me to

I'll clean your clock

And if this town seems too big

If the traffic freaks you out

I will be your lightning rod

Delivering sound

I can see beneath your skin

It really freaks me out

I will be your camera's flash

Delivering sunbeams