I've got a piece of something but I don't know what it is.
My hands are tied to the back sead and I'm the driver
There was a woman sitting next to me who just did a claude Raines
And I'm waiting for the guys in the suits to find her

I know the waitress had real stockings on 'cause I can see the tops
When she bend over for the tip on the tables
And the guy on the counter, he can see it, too
"Cause he keeps dropping his silverware like his fingers are disables

So, Ma if I'm gone, I'm out looking for change fot the telephone
You know I tried to call you too
But somehow I always get the number wrong

I was on a plane to Brussels sitting next to a Sister Rose
A pleasant little pilgrim dressed like Zorro
She was knocking back a fifth of Jack that illyminated her nose
I guess the good sister gets her miracles at the bottom of a bottle

Now, the flight attendant flashed that text-book flight attendant smile
As she scraped the good sister off the carpet
I guess the Paradise Express will go that extra mile
But I'm not ready for the wings and harp yet

So, Ma if I'm gone, I'm out looking for change fot the telephone
You know I tried to call you too
But somehow I always get the number wrong

A chain of events always reminds me of something tied down
I gust that's not always true if the ends aren't connected
I think I'll go to India to watch my ego drown
And maybe get the best part of me resurrected

I was born in the morning, in the year of the Chinese Tiger
In the western sky I'm a triple Cancer
(My) Brother Andrew said that in my head I'm always on a quest
Well the quest part is the best part
so I Hope I never find the answer

So, Ma if I'm gone, I'm out looking for change fot the telephone
You know I tried to call you too
But somehow I always get the number wrong