Spring still paints fire escapes with Hopper shades Radio's rap and screech like trains A figure's floating through the sewing set Some guy walks by suspended by the sky Takes more imagination When every thing's remote control For me it's just a case of what's on the other side of clothes Tell everybody I'm gone away for ten years I'm gone to wander among the Wicklow Hills New Jersey white kid in his sunday jeans Stuck to the corner of the street Fat gypsy lady smacks the window pane Some guy walks by suspended by the sky Takes more imagination When every thing's remote control For me it's just a case of what's on the other side of clothes Tell everybody I'm gone away for ten years I'm gone to wander among the Wicklow Hills