Blondie,
he worked the late shift when I passed him by
If I'd say coincidence, it would be a lie
Carry my bag, terrifically casual
Tanned and tattooed, came to see how it's going
See how it's going,
so how's it going?
Blondie knows where every single thing has its place
Teaching the new beginners how to do it with grace
Grace,
ringing the bell when it's coffee break
And how I tried to fake how
much I've changed
I was looking for something
shimmering and shapeless
I was looking for freedom Lost,
lonely and lazy
I've been to London,
I've been to the US of A To the US of A
Stayed away and then returned as a king for a day Now I walk
down the street
Like a cowboy,
wild and mysterious Almost a stranger,
sneaking up like a shadow
I was looking for something
shimmering and shapeless
I was looking for freedom Lost,
lonely and lazy