Twistin' in the Wind - David Byrne

Now Washington, DC’s

A funny little town

The further you look into it

The further things stick out

You oughta be ashamed

You oughta be destroyed

I’ll chop you into little bits

And feed you to my dogs

Well well well well well

What have we got here?

What have we got now?

Hey hey hey hey hey

Twistin' in the wind

Twistin' all night long

Now can you picture this?

A taste of what will be

The weatherman is wrong again

It looks like rain to me

I heard the whistle blow

The train has jumped the track

The mighty engine’s outa gas

Bureaucratic heart attack

My sister likes the boys

They kinda like her, too

My mama says, «Be careful»

Sister says, «Now, that ain’t cool»

My daddy fell in love

Down at the factory

And me, I like to sit around

Get high, and watch TV

Well well well well well

What have we got here?

What have we got now?

Hey hey hey hey hey

Twistin' in the wind

Twistin' all night long

Now I can take a joke

I’m laughin' at myself

I faked my way through college

And I faked my way through sex

I’ve been falling down too long

I’ve been bangin' up my head

And if I could stay on my feet

I’d prob’ly go right back again

Now Harry’s got a gun

And he just turned fourteen

He dresses like a gangster

And he’s livin' on the street

They kicked him in the balls

They shaved off all his hair

They put a current through his head

And left him lyin' there

Well well well well well

What have we got here?

What have we got now?

Hey hey hey hey hey

Twistin' in the wind

Twistin' all night long

They say that crime don’t pay

The judge does not agree

'Cause if you got the money

He will surely set you free

I’ll watch you burn in hell

I’ll see you in your grave

I’d like to watch you suffer for

The evil that you made

Hi-dee hi-dee ho

What a funny clown

The fat man he fell off the wall

And he can’t get up again

It’s time to say goodbye

It’s time to say goodnight

Whoever is the last one out

Well, please turn out the light