Faraway in Rockaway The gutter punks are keeping my heart strange I tied a noose to Claire De Lune Stole some shoes & tried to change my face & Went out under the bright lights I fell right out from her blue eyes How little everything can mean When the one thing that means everything leaves Spinning like a satellite Thrown around the sky Round & round tonight Up & down, depression bound When the sycophantic Santa Fe sun pounds When you scream do you think of me & The way we never could keep our sheets clean & All that life that poured from our bed I wonder now who you're sharing it with How little everything can mean When the one thing that means everything leaves Spinning like a satellite Thrown around the sky Round & round tonight Careful baby what you know Careful there among all them fake assholes Feeding on your bright white lie Caught up in the ride Round & round tonight Faraway in Rockaway The gutter punks are keeping my heart strange I tied a noose to Claire De Lune Stole some shoes & tried to change my face