On the edge windowsill Ponders his maker Ponders his will To the street below He just aint nothin But he's got a great view And he sings
Can't touch the bottom In too deep Can't touch the bottom
On the edge of a Know-nothing town Feeling quite superior The aged come To the sky above He just aint nothin But he's got a great view And he sings....
Can't touch the bottom In too deep Can't touch the bottom In too deep
On the edge of a Christmas clean love Young virgin from heaven visiting To the man above her She just aint nothing She doesn't like the view Doesn't like the view Doesn't like the view But he sinks himself deep
Can't touchthe bottom In too deep Can't touch the bottom Can't touch the bottom Deep
