Pushing through the market square
, so many mothers sighing
News had just come over, we had
five years left to cry in
News guy wept and told us
, earth was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet, and I
knew he was not lying
I heard
telephones, opera house, favorite melodies
I saw
boys, toys, electric irons and TV's
My
brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare
I had to
cram so many things to store everything in there
And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short
people
And all the nobody people, and all the somebody
I never thought I'd need so many peo ple
A girl my age went off her head
, hit some tiny children
If the black hadn't a pulled her off,
I think she would have killed them
A soldier with a broken arm
, his fixed stare to the wheels of a Cadillac
A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest, and a
queer threw up at the sight of that
I think I saw you in an ice cream parlor
, drinking milk shakes cold and long
Smiling and waving and looking so fine,
don't think you knew you were in this song
And it was cold, and it rained, so I felt like an actor
And
I thought of Ma and I wanted to get back there
Your
face, your race, the way that you talk
I kiss you, you're beautiful, I want you to walk
We got five years, stuck on my eyes -
Five years, what a suprise
We got five years, my brain hurts alot -
Five years, that's all we got
We got
five years...