A man walks down the street

He says why am I soft in the middle now

Why am I soft in the middle

The rest of my life is so hard I need a photo-opportunity

I want a shot at redemption

Don't want to end up a cartoon

In a cartoon graveyard Bone digger bone digger

Dogs in the moonlight

Far away my well lit door

Mr. Beerbelly, Beerbelly

Get these mutts away from me

You know I, I don't find this stuff amusing anymore If you'll be my bodyguard

I can be your long lost pal

I can call you Betty

Betty when you call me

You can call me Al A man walks down the street

He says why am I short of attention

Got a short little span of attention

And my nights are so long Where's my wife and family

What if I die here

Who'll be my role model

Now that my role model is

Gone, gone, gone He ducked back down the alley

With some roly-poly little bat-faced girl

All along, all along

There were incidents and accidents

There were hints and allegations If you'll be my bodyguard

Then I can be your long lost pal

I can call you Betty

Betty when you call me

You can call me Al

Call me Al A man walks down the street

It's a street in a strange world

Maybe it's the third world

Maybe it's his first time around He doesn't speak the language

Holds no currency, he is a foreign man

He is surrounded by the sound

The sound There's cattle in the marketplace

Scatter lings and orphanages

He looks around, he looks around

He sees angels in the architecture

They're spinning in infinity

He says "Amen, hallelujah" If you'll be my bodyguard

I can be your long lost pal

I can call you Betty

Betty when you call me

You can call me Al

Call me If you'll be my bodyguard

I can be your long lost pal

I can call you Betty

Betty when you call me

You can call me Al

Call me Al