Cafeteria Blues

(David Munyon / Dagmar Wirtz)

 

How do I reach you on this telephone?

How do I get you out of my soul?

Your eyes are like two valentines

The Blues has got me in this grinding bowl

 

And I can't get off of this planet

I'm here with a picture of you

I wish we could stay in bed all covered up

With nowhere to go and nothing to do

 

And I searched all over the Internet

I seek comparisons and clues

I think I saw you in a Cafeteria

I sing every song for you

 

There's been I know weariness of life and death

On TV and in my personal affairs

I have a new Hare Krishna haircut

I saw a fox this morning on the outdoor stairs

 

And I can't get off of this planet

I'm here with a picture of you

I wish we could stay in bed all covered up

With nowhere to go and nothing to do



And I searched all over the Internet

I seek comparisons and clues

I think I saw you at a Cafeteria

I sing every song for you



I wish it would be 1957 again

And I had a brandnew Chevrolet

And Dj's playing the record that they wanted to

We could dance to Little Richard and his tunes again

 

And I can't get off of this planet

I'm here with a picture of you

I wish we could stay in bed all covered up

With nowhere to go and nothing to do



And I searched all over the Internet

I seek comparisons and clues

I think I saw you at a Cafeteria

I sing every song for you



 

David Munyon - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar

Mick Hutchings - Guitars, Keyboards

Bryan Edery - Piano, Organ

Andy Hodge - Bass

Nigel Appleton - Drums, Percussion