Well I've been strung out on a song Or a place where I belong As the lyrics start to fall She's in my bed I'm off the wall Call me up call me up Call me up Columbia The sun goes down over Hyde Park The concierge is tending bar Meanwhile back across the pond Now my friends are dads and moms Have you gone so far That you don't need love? It's when you told me why That you've had enough I'll be okay you'll be okay The Shining meets old Spinal Tap While I take a disco nap With my receiver off the hook Another page in Nite Bob's book Have you gone so far that you Don't need love? It's when you told me why That you've had enough And you don't look back And you don't come close All your dope sick friends Are hanging round like ghosts I'll be okay you'll be okay My Columbia