Lyrics Frankie Cosmos – thingy

I see thingy in the deli
I see thingy in the bookstore
I’ve got this hunger let me get yr number
Sometimes I do not solve the puzzle in time
Thingy
Thingy
Columbus avenue calms me down
Even through a nauseous rain cloud
Poetry is this thing where you talk and talk on the balcony and someone tells you it was pretty good
Then you slow down and curl up under a big dirty blanket and start to boil over til morning when you stand up and do poetry again
Thingy
Thingy
Thingy
Thingy