So Out - Bruce Hornsby

This is so out but I like it

So outside but I’m in

This is so out but it’s alright

Way out there in the spheres

Silver streamers streaking strangely

Swirling savage savants grazing

Smoking on a pink pacifier

Genitalia in a hair dryer

This is so out but I like it (maybe)

So outside but I’m in (I think)

This is so out but it’s alright

Way out there in the spheres

Flourescent flaccid floppy-haired gleamers

Saccharine headed silver-foil dreamers

Black light swinging five people singing

Around and around and my ears are ringing

This is so out but I like it (maybe)

So outside but I’m in (I think)

This is so out but it’s alright

Way out there in the spheres

Walls are spinning, caving in

They say this is fun

They say I’m in ecstasy

I’m smiling as I run

This is so out but I like it

So outside but I’m in

This is so out but it’s alright

Way out there in the spheres

This is so out but I like it (maybe)

So outside but I’m in (I think)

This is so out but it’s alright

Way out there in the spheres

Way out there in the spheres

Way out there in the spheres

In the spheres

In the spheres