White Falcon Fuzz

I thought I saw someone standing in the shadows, so I ran to the kitchen and I
turned on the light and found a sharp pencil
And I stood there naked in the light just writing while the night burned black
through the windows and my wife was sleeping
I never thought I’d find myself at all, much less with a pencil for a weapon in
the fifth dimension
And thinking our love would last is thinking that the part of our love that
lasts is gonna be the good part
It’s like throwing a rope from a boat to a man in the water who’s looking like
he needs a little helping hand
Says he’s not done drinking, «It'll be a little while 'til the ocean runs dry.
Check back in a couple more months.»
Any legacy of mine’s gonna be sunshine and I leave it behind as a sign of my
love for mankind
Hail hail, white falcon fuzz!
It’s because of you I’m standing here
Hail hail, white falcon fuzz!
I was thus transfigure
And I don’t know what the penalty is for thinking you can do what’s left of
what’s never been done
And if I never find out it’s either 'cuz I did it or I tried and I failed, said,
«Forget it» and walked into the sun
Is that what the world is saying, that your rock & roll band can’t last if you
haven’t got a really good singer?
And you’re finding it rough to get yourself across, getting lost in the white
falcon fuzz if you are a good singer
Hail hail, white falcon fuzz!
It’s because of you I’m standing here
Hail hail, white falcon fuzz!
I was thus transfigure