I'm an alien from another sphere. The thing I like about the Earth is the range of colors, fantastic to mundane, brilliant to dull. As I was penetrating the ozone, I perchance to notice the orange peel like quality of light playing upon the ocean. I got to go right now. Someone is videotaping me in my spaceship.
All around the watertank just a-waitin' for a train.
A thousand miles away from home just for in the rain.
I walked up to a brakeman just to give him a line of talk.
He said, "If you got money, I'll see that you don't walk."
"I haven't got a nickel, not a penny for to show."
"Get off! Get off, you railroad bum!" and he slammed the boxcar door.
They let me off in Texas, a state I dearly love,
The moon and stars above me... and what else?