Another one is waiting alone on an airport seat
And when his tongue sticks to his palate
He sips a draught of expensive ice tea

Another one is having lunch on a bench
And if he saw himself from the outside
He would feel pity for that loser

But then he looks at the stars and he thinks
That there must be some form of life among those small luminous things
Green drunk horses and tanned queens
He looks at the sky and he thinks
That there must be something higher than his small silly worries
And thanks God for Burger Kings

Another one is smoking at 5 degrees below freezing
But the spanish girl is sleeping and he will
smoke up two packs of red Lucky Strike

Another one is walking in a town he’s never been
He’s looking for a place to eat but even if he found it
He wouldn’t understand the list

But then he looks at the stars and he thinks
That there must be some form of life among those small luminous things
Light camels and chipshaped queens
He looks at the sky and he thinks
That there must be something higher than his small silly worries
And thanks God for Burger Kings