My favorite buildings are all falling down
Seems like I dwell in a different town
But why should I bother with painting them brown
When they'll all be pulled down in the end?
My favorite buildings stretch upwards for miles
Remind me somehow of your favorite smiles
Like oak leaves in autumn cascading on stiles in the rain
Nobody seems to know how long
All of these buildings belong
Till they become part of you
People get down on your knees
Buildings are like a disease
You could wind up in a zoo and most people do
My favorite buildings are all laid to waste
One might as well sculpt a statue from toothpaste
And someday I could have a fifty inch waist
It's all free for my favorite buildings and me