In A Parade - Paul Simon

Some nights the ER is quiet as an EKG

But tonight it feels like every broken bone

Tonight it feels like every wounded soul

Is filling out a form or on the 'phone

I can’t talk now, I’m in a parade

I can’t talk now, I’m in a parade

Can’t talk to you now, I’m in a parade

I can’t talk now, I’m in a parade

Diagnosis: schizophrenic

Prognosis: guarded

Medication: Seroquel

Occupation: Street Angel

I drank some orange soda

Then I drank some grape

I wear a hoodie now to cover my mistake

My head’s a lollipop

My head is a lollipop

My head’s a lollipop and everyone wants to lick it

I wear a hoodie now so I won’t get a ticket

I write my verse for the universe

That’s who I am

I can’t talk now, I’m in a parade

I can’t talk now, I’m in a parade

I can’t talk now, I’m in a parade

Can’t talk to you now, I’m in a parade

Diagnosis: schizophrenic

Prognosis: guarded

Medication: Seroquel

Occupation: Street Angel