The mirror was broken long before I arrived
I spread the shards of vanity causing me such agony
The TV has tubes I found out with the window
Watched it fly with purpose to die in the yard below
I’m outdated out of sync out of my mind out of the loop
No longer stuck between the Pavement and the Boot

I am the dancing bear this songs my gypsy
I sneak into your city past your vigilance committee
The scene has no soul I found out with the window
I watched it fly with purpose to die like another John Doe
Lose my face forget my name leave me behind to fade away