Living Proof

A tiny planet spinning off its course
I woke up in the basement bare privy
Pathetic armies of compassion where's your Trojan Horse
Now you've heard it all before

The newsman said a meteor could seal our fate
I tripped over a star-child on the stair
A-shouldering the weight he'd kill himself today
If he didn't have the evening to attend to

I kissed him on the face and said I just arrived today
I'm not sure where to find the others like me
He registered a shock a doorway and a knock
Is all that stands between

To cut along the street
Climb up on the roof
Fly to outer space boys
I'm the living proof

Na na na

Ritchie had a way oh sticks and stones and charcoal
He'd mix it with his tears to make him strong
Splash a little here it covers up the fear
Fix your hair 'n off you go lad

Cindy you been on the run your pancake skin ain't seen the sun
In weeks and now you're way too tired to talk
Come upstairs good friends are there Buddy Jean and Queen Electra
Doris Dean Great Britannia's last hooray

To cut along the street
Climb up on the roof
Fly to outer space boys
I'm the living proof

Na na na I wanna show you na na na I'm not afraid
Na na na oh oh na na na I wanna show you na na na
1972 na na na oh you na na na that special year oh