There’s been a lot of commotion Up here on the third floor It took me a while to figure out What it was for Heard excited voices Packages brought in As we hurtle around the sun It’s enough to make your head spin
Oh, in this great wide world There’s just one thing I know They’re having a party down the hall And I don’t want to go
They’ve got the decorations They’ve been working on for days Expensive speakers Playing “Purple Haze” I got my invitation It came by U.S. Mail I’ve been hiding out All to no avail
A girl walked by dressed as a ghost I guess it’s a costume ball A man came as a pirate It might not be a costume at all He told her, “You should lighten up You look like the melancholy kind Life is for the living” And he took another drink of white wine
A man without knowing why Approached a woman in red He said the first thing That came into his head He said, “Hi, you sweet little dear What’s your heart’s desire?” She said, “To take the songs I hear And convert them into fire”
He said, “Well, I like your style I’ll tell you what We’ll sneak down the back stairs Find the field where the corn’s been cut The stalks are hard as rocks We might not get too far But if you take my ice-cold hand We’ll navigate by the North Star”