Lonely boy gazing on the afternoon
People driftin cross the surface
Of the twilight day
There’s a little yellow man
Standing by the railway station
Painting portraits on the brickwall
Of Billie Holloway

Lovely lady smile
Dance, my dear I’m only operating
On ‘Lassie come home’
This was authentic you, she spoke
This was authentic you who blew me cold
She had no chance to realize
It hit her straight between the eyes
So I’ve been told

In the park
She’s giving out some photographs
On which she’s givin out some photos
Of what she hands around
They videoed a ghost tonight
She said before I turned it off
It rode an orange paper bike
And left without a sound

Keep on riding, Sir
Open up the door & shout it out:
‘Lassie come home!’
This was authentic you, she spoke
This was authentic you who blew
Who blew me cold
I had no chance to realize
It hit her straight between the eyes
So I’ve been told

Lonely girl dancing in a music hall
Lightning struck her silver starship
And turned it into stone
And now she’s falling all the time
Into that void beyond her grey eyes
Somewhere a telephone is ringin’
But nobody’s at home
Hello, junkie sweetheart
Listen now, this is your captain calling:
Your captain is dead!

Keep on riding, Sir
Open up the door and shout it out
Shout it out, shout it out, shout it out..
Lassie come home, Lassie come home…
This is your captain calling..
We’re falling all the time..
Come home…