Plastic Palace People-Walker Brothers

Over the rooftop sails Billy A string tied to his underwear Through cobbled stone streets a child races And shouts "Billy, come down from there" "My mother's calling" his voice whimpers A string clutched in his tiny hand Not till I've seen the sky's not lit up In tears, child try and understand Don't pull the string, Don't bring me down Don't make me land Plastic palace people Sing silent songs, they dream too long Their memories just stare Plastic palace Alice She steals the cards tomorrow deals With deafening despair Hurry, you've got to get in line Your nose might start to shine And sweat it out and dance about The whole eternal life A harvest of stars surrounds Billy The night clings to his happy eyes Asleep in town square beneath a fountain A child murmurs a weary sigh My mother weeps, And weaves her hair With worries please, Come down from there Plastic palace people Through fields of clay and granite grey They play without a sound Plastic palace Alice Blows gaping holes to store her fears Inside her lovers head Listen, they're laughing in the halls They rip your face with lies To buzzing eyes you cry for help Like gods they bark replies Over the rooftops burns Billy Balloon sadly the string descends Searching its way down through blue submarine air The polka dot underwear To meet the trees, In morning square Just hanging there, Just hanging there