His organ sounds like clouds brushing against the moon on an ice crusted midnight
But everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts
His synthesizer sails galactic landscapes from New York to ancient Rome in an hour
But everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts
His voice softens the squall of deaths imminence; when he sings, oh, it rains tropical colors
But everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts
But when I hear the music, all the world is holy and it’s good
Oh, hey, hey, hey
Nobody ever, nobody ever, nobody ever...

His harps hover like moths in the atmosphere; I feel like rushing through tall grasslands
But everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts
His boom box blares classics never written - the songs singers never had time to make up
But everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts

But when I hear the music, all the animals in my heart roar
Oh, hey, hey, hey
Nobody ever, nobody ever, nobody ever sings the sanitary blues, the sanitary blues

When nobody noticed that the waitress was on fire, she screamed and threw herself on the ground and
Everybody - they just kept to themselves, reading the morning paper with coffee
Everyone-one-one, wa-one-one-one, everyone, hey
The portraits on the walls started to sweat and moan
Everyone-one-one, wa-one-one-one, everyone
I was trying to enjoy a cappuccino over the agonizing howl, so I hid inside a newspaper headline
It said “Mission Accomplished” - the man in the flight suit twitched and went home with a brunette in the crowd
(Everyone-one-one, wa-one-one-one, everyone)

His Space Echo seethes undiscovered colors - let's repaint all of this architecture
But everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts
His violins sound like crickets shrieking at the sun on a hot (???) summer.
But everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts

But when I hear the music, all the wilderness in my heart soars
Oh, hey, hey, hey
Nobody ever, nobody ever - sa-sanitary blues, sanitary blues, sanitary blues

But everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts
Everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts
Everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts, and everything it hurts

His organ sounds like clouds brushing against the moon on an ice crusted midnight