Reading Comics on Sunday, I’m reading Comics on Sunday! Ain’t a metaphor punchline, I’m reading Comics on Sunday!
I’m Speed Racer and I drive real fast
I’m a big pirate and I like to steal
I’m a Barbie doll, but I got brains
I’m your doctor and here’s the bill
Go! Go! Sunday Comics!
We’re Sunday Comics, man, for Nigel; we only want what’s best for him/We’re Sunday Comics, man, for Nigel, Nigel approves of Commons’ art. And if young Nigel says he’s happy, he must be happy — he must be happy in his world.
Everywhere I go it’s Sunday, with Comics far away; and my heart belongs to no one, so now sometimes I pray: “Take the space between us, fill it up some way…Fill it up, fill it up.”
It really doesn’t matter, if I’m wrong I’m right where I belong. I’m right where I belong. See the Sunday Comics there? You’ll disagree and never win, and wonder why you won’t get in my door. I’m painting my room in the colorful way, and when my mind is wandering…There I will go.