Oh no don't ask me
Don't ask me about God
Been thinking
And I've been drunk a while
Pardon me
I'm just a park bench
Park bench philosopher
Walk in my thoughts a mile
Oh Mr businessman
Will you hold me
Will you kiss me
Am I not rich enough
I'm just a simple man
Am I your tragedy
Mr businessman
I'm so full of passion and love
I've been thinking
About the bottom line
Whisper to me
Who's telling all the lies
Park bench
Park bench philosopher
Excuse me tender soul
If I dare turn on a light
Oh Billy Einstein
She makes love to me
Smells like sex and bread
When the canopy's low
And in return
To justify her curves
I wrote the words that
Only the fallen men know
Oh world remember me
You were a friend of mine
Love could summon us
And I would sleep on your floor
In my elegance
I was the best of life
I would speak for you
We tangoed till we were sore
I spoke calligraphy
To a dying men
I learned the secrets of
Being able to see when blind
And life is learned
In your mistake
Close your mouth
Open your mind