Robyn Hitchcock Balloon Man Lyrics

I was walking up Sixth avenue when Balloon Man came
right up to me
he was round and fat and spherical with the biggest
grin I ever seen
he bounced on up toward me but before we could be
introduced
he blew up very suddenly I guess his name was probably
Bruce
and I laughed like I always do and I cried like I cry
for you
and balloon man blew up in my hand

he spattered me with tomatoes, hummos, chickpeas and
some strips of skin
so I made a right on 44th and I washed my hands when I
got in
and it rained like a slow divorce and I wished I could buy a horse
and balloon man blew up in my hand

I was walking up sixth avenue when balloon man blew up
in my face
there were loads of them on Bryant Park so I didn't
feel out of place
there must have been a plague of them on the TV when I
came home late
They were guzzling marshmellows and jumping off the
Empire state
and I laughed like I always do and I cried like I cry
for you
and balloon man blew up in my hand, balloon man blew up
in my hand