Glass, Concrete & Stone

Glass, Concrete & Stone - David Byrne

Written by：Stephen Barber

Now I'm wakin'at the crack of dawn

To send a little money home from here to the moon

Is risin'like a discotheque

And now my bags are down and packed for traveling

Lookin'at happiness keepin'my flavor fresh

Nobody knows I guess how far I'll go I know

So I'm leavin'at six o'clock meet in a parkin'lot

Harriet Hendershot sunglasses on she waits by this

Glass and concrete and stone

It is just a house not a home

Skin that covers me from head to toe

Except a couple tiny holes and openings

Where the city's blowin'in and out

And this is what it's all about delightfully

Everything's possible when you're an animal

Not inconceivable how things can change I know

So I'm puttin'on aftershave nothing is out of place

Gonna be on my way try to pretend it's not only

Glass and concrete and stone

And it's just a house not a home

And it's glass and concrete and stone

It is just a house not a home

And my head is fifty feet high

Let my body and soul be my guide