Language is a Virus

So I was some uncertain emotion. 
I was repeating that emotion in an entirely different way. 
And I said to myself something vaguely poingant. 
Even though I couldn't spell the word. 
Then I committed some random kind of action. 
And I reacted to the effects of that action. 
I paused and reflected. 
And then something else happened to me. 
By someone outside myself. 
And I described this other vague someone. 
And I reacted to that. 
And I said something witty. 
Language is a virus. 

Well I was talking to some other individual outside of myself. 
And I said I wanted you. 
And I was looking for you. 
I was looking for you all day. 
But I couldn't find you. 
I couldn't find you. 
And she looked at me funny. 
And she put her hands on her hips. 
And she said something witty. 
Which I took as an ironic insult. 
Because I'm a self-absorbed abhorrent little freak. 
I'm so vain I think I'm talking about me. 
I'm so vain I think this song is about me. 
I'm so vain. 
I'm so. 
So. 
Vain. 
Language is a virus. 

BRIDGE! 

You know? I have something that I believe in. 
And I'm certain you care. 
It has something to do with people in another country. 
Who do this weird series of actions 
Which make no sense to me, 
But it would make sense if I understood their culture. 
It would make sense if I took the time to understand. 
Yet I'm too self-involved to give a turkey 
And I'm sure the phrase "give a turkey" 
Makes no sense to them either. 
But I'm sure they care. 
I'm sure they do. 
Language is a virus. 
Well I walked somewhere. 
I saw a sign. 
It described what was going on inside this nondescript building. 
So I went in. 
And there were all these particular people who were all the same. 
Unlike me. I was the same in an entirely different way. 
And they were selling something. 
And they were dancing around this something. 
And they were very loud and obnoxious. 
And they were completely strange to me yet totally normal to themselves.
They said, "This is new and improved!" 
They said, "We're trying to cut you a deal!" 
They said, "Now more than ever. YOU NEED THIS!" 
And they used a lot of exclamation points. 
They were saying catch-phrases, luring me in to their trap. 
Fitting my square pegs into their round holes. 
And I said, "Hey! You talking to me? 
Or are you just a bunch of performance artists?" 

Language is a virus.

Red Magic Marker

She got a hundred and five fever
But she don't care she's on a roll
She said that heaven is like TV
Who says that now? Why don't you know? 
And the days keep going by.
Here they come. Here they come. 
There they go. 

It was in red magic marker and it said. 
"In a way, I've only written one long song."
It was in red magic marker and it said. 
"In a way, I've only written one long song."

She is a cocktail waitress angel 
Homes of the brave gone wild and free 
But she's in love: excellent words 
"Do you want fries with what you see?" 
And she taught him how to fly. 
Then she fell. Then he fell. 
There they go. 

It was in red magic marker and it said. 
"The sun is coming up like a big bald head."
It was in red magic marker and it said. 
"The sun is coming up like a big bald head."

She was walking and she was falling 
But she don't always realize 
Here's a man who lives for danger 
She put her hands over her eyes 
Put her hand over his eye 
Here they come. Here they come. 
There they go. 

It was in red magic marker and it said. 
"I wanted you. And I was looking for you."
It was in red magic marker and it said. 
"I wanted you. And I was looking for you."

She got a hundred and five fever
But they don't care she's on a roll
She told him it was just like TV
Who said that? I don't know.