Balcony Man

What am I to believe?
I'm the balcony man
When everything is ordinary until it's not
I'm the balcony man

I'm 200 pounds of packed ice
Sitting on a chair and in the morning sun
Putting on my tap dancing shoes
Oh, my lap dancing shoes
In the morning sun

I'm the balcony man, I'm Fred Astaire
You think you have a plan until I hit the stairs
I'm 200 pound bag of blood and bone
Leaking on your favourite chair
I put on my lap dancing shoes in the morning sun

And this morning is amazing and so are you
This morning is amazing and so are you
This morning is amazing and so are you
In the morning sun

What am I to think on this balcony, Fred?
Where everything is amazing that stays in bed
I'm a 200 pound octopus under a sheet
Dancing round your world with my hands and feet

And this much I know to be true
Yeah, this much I know to be truе
And this much I know to be true
Yeah, this much I know to bе true

This morning is amazing and so are you
This morning is amazing and so are you
This morning is amazing and so are you

This morning is amazing and so are you
This morning is amazing and so are you
This morning is amazing and so are you

You are languid and lovely and lazy
And what doesn't kill you
Just makes you crazier



Credits
Writer(s): Warren Ellis, Nicholas Cave
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