Balcony Man - Live At The Sydney Opera House

Alright
Okay, this song
This thing happens when we play this song
All over the world
It has the word balcony in it
Because it's called "Balcony Man"
And when I sing the word balcony in theatres that have balconies
All over the world, overseas, literally
The people in the balconies lose their fucking shit

It sounds like a dumb idea, but they're doing it all over the world
So like balcony
They do it louder than that, overseas
They did it louder than that in fuckin' Castlemaine

Balcony
There we go

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

I am two hundred pounds of packed ice
Sitting on a chair in the morning sun
I'm puttin' on my tap dancing shoes
My lap dancing shoes in the morning sun

I'm the balcony man, I'm Fred Astaire
You think you have a plan 'til I hit the stairs
I'm two hundred pound bag of blood and bone
Leaking on your favourite chair

I put on my lap dancing shoes
In the morning sun

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 two hundred 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 true
And this much I know to be true
Yeah, this much I know to be 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're languid and lovely and lazy
And what doesn't kill you
Just makes you crazier
Oh, yeah

I'm the balcony man
I'm the balcony man
I'm the balcony man

Thank you, good night
Thank you, Sydney