Subconscious Overly Familiar Blues - Asaf Avidan

There is a beggar in the mirror babe

He’s been standing there since noon

He’s asking for a sacrament

But he’s singing out of tune

There is a beggar in the mirror babe

He’s got a monkey on his knees

He jitters as he falls asleep

Reminiscent of the trees

Oh what a strange, strange way

To make me start my day

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Of theses Subconscious, Overly-Familiar Blues

There is a French girl in the mirror babe

She’s wearing satin strings

Her dog is named Toulouse Lautrec

He’s seen some dirty things

There’s a piano in the mirror babe

But all it’s keys are black

The monkey’s playing muted horn

The French girl’s playing cello in the back

Oh what a strange, strange way

To make me start my day

With the news

Of theses Subconscious, Overly-Familiar Blues

There is a bottle in the mirror babe

And it’s full of past regrets

The beggar and the French girl

Are drinking to forget

There is a windmill in the mirror babe

Which the monkey painted red

There are hookers singing lullabies

For all the tears the beggar shed

Oh what a strange, strange way

To make me start my day

With the news

Of theses Subconscious, Overly-Familiar Blues

There is a midget in the mirror babe

And a giant on his head

And the midget’s made of gummy-bears

And the giant’s made of led

There is a beggar in the mirror babe

He’s howling at the moon

He’s asking for repentance

But he’s singing out of tune

Oh what a strange, strange way

To make me start my day

With the news

Of theses Subconscious, Overly-Familiar Blues