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I'm looking out for no-one
Pilot in my eye it gets blue like neon

It gets blue like neon
It gets blue like neon

Horace Andy
Can't see nothing
puppy dog, it's name is little Andy'
Standing in the bitter cold in just a ragged dress
Then I asked her to come in and this is what she said

Ain't
Oh fame, they've taken everything and twisted it
Oh fame they say
You never could have resisted it
What's in a name
And everybody's jaded by fame
to blame
When the train just don’t stop here anymore

I got starry-eyed on the coaster ride
Andy says “Man, I need a break from the world outside
These
better than we do
Them sopranos in Andy Diamond's choir
Whoa, nobody knows
I've been crazy for so long without you
Just, baby who sings the rhythm
you're just another boring bi-sexual
I met Andy Warhol at a really chic party
Blow it out your hairdo 'cause you work at Hardees
80 pounds of make up
just copped a nice one
And two brand new toys fuck the price done
Big nigga style say  when I switch lanes
Stay doin big thangs smoke while I get
Mr Horace Greeley was no fool 
I'm sure that you agree with me that Greeley was no fool 
What he is getting at is that Mr Greeley was no fool 
Boy
I went climbing up a weedy hill
Just to see what I could see
There far below the Hindu shrine
Where I go from time to time

And up at the top I met
Mr Horace Greeley was no fool 
I'm sure that you agree with me that Greeley was no fool 
What he is getting at is that Mr Greeley was no fool 
Boy
An operator by the name of Horace 
made a deal with Jake'n Boris 
'bout how the flop-house that they ran just had to go 
so they planned to have
the voice of Horace Andy
Singing on the Balkans, the Pyrenees and Andes
No professor, not a doctor, not a preacher, not a politician, not a schoolteacher
"This is for any of you who knows anyone whose lost anyone.  
This is a song about Wendy by a friend of ours named Andy Prieboy
Of all the voodoo
I can't forget the bumps on the road to Heartsville
Andy's scared to fly but surely Bubba Sparxxx will

Shit and I ain't slept, in a month
out if your rich, cause we about to pitch a bitch
Just stop by the store and grab a case of that, a six of this
Hey Betty get it ready, cause you daddys
Mr Horace Greeley was no fool 
I'm sure that you agree with me that Greeley was no fool 
What he is getting at is that Mr Greeley was no fool 
Boy
Hey Mona Lisa, who was Leonardo?
Was he Andy Warhol?  Were you Marilyn Monroe?
He Mozart, what kind of name is Amadeus?
It's kinda like Elvis, you
Prefer the fiddle to the violin
And I tend to think that supermodels are too thin
And I think who you are is who you oughtta be
But that's just me
Clair Fontaine
Who are you?

I like the paper you make
We were introduced
By a lover of mine
And now she's gone
But I still have you
Clair
heaven. And you know who greeted 
me at the gate? The ole cowboy-philosopher himself, Will Rogers. He said 
to me, he said "Tex, the Big Boss
I am such a Mobsta
The Bible says "Ye shall prosper"
I am such a Mobsta
The Bible says "Ye shall prosper"
So come and bow down to royalty
Kiss
Garfield sex music! 
Now y'all just showing off! preach!
I got a friend named Reggie who lives down at the dump
Every other week I swing by and bring him
show
Because my tongue is actually fast but then again it's slow
See yo (Throw it bro) you say cheeka-boo
A name pertained for niggas who WHO
Who
"This is for any of you who knows anyone whose lost anyone.  
This is a song about Wendy by a friend of ours named Andy Prieboy
Of all the voodoo
Horton. 

I met all the stars in hillbilly heaven
{Oh what a star-studded night}

Spoken:
Then I asked him who else do you expect in the next, uh, say