Doris

None too smart to buy books
None too pretty
Kind of a chore to look at
Doris's hands show things go wrong in her little life
And they show on her face

There are things she doesn't talk about
There are things she only tells her mom
There are things she never tells anyone

There are things in Doris's life
But then there are in everyone's
Then she opens her little mouth
She sings her little song like a flag
It folds out across the city
And it goes
The fat man becomes an ice-skater
Maniac becomes a stepfather
I watch a policeman's mouth
Out comes an honest word

Miracles happen when Doris sings
Couples in love stop dead in their tracks
Dishes clatter to the ground unbroken
Politicians die

She watches as her son becomes an imbecile
She watches as her son becomes a vegetable
She watches as her son becomes a senator
Watches as her only son becomes an imbecile
And it makes her cry

She waves her little song like a flag
It goes out across the city
Miracles can happen
But I'm in love with her
So?

Wingwalker

Time was, I could move my arms like a bird
Fly

She was a wingwalker
It Girl of the sky

And now I got an engine
Big perverted engine
It runs on strength of will
Who could deny me the right to fly?
You know it's my art
When I form my body in the shape of a plane

I'm a plane
I'm a plane
I'm a plane
I'm a plane

Now I got an airframe
A big perverted airframe
You know? It's my art
When I disguise my body in the shape of a plane

I'm a plane (I'm a plane)
I'm a plane (I'm a plane)
I'm a plane (I'm a plane)
I'm a plane (I'm a plane)

Look at me, look at me
I'm a plane, look at me
I'm a plane, look at me

And the plane becomes a metaphor for my life
But as I suffer for it
Well I get insane
And as it shines
So she suffers under the weight of my plane
You know it's my art
When I disguise my body in the shape of a plane

Plane!