Trafalgar Square - Jonathan Wilson

I seen you walking through Trafalgar Square

Little Billy Shears was on piano

Well, I didn’t think you noticed and I didn’t think you cared but

Your flight was fluid, you’re a sparrow

I seen you driving down the 405

Hey, were you listening to Zappa?

Well, in the filthy catacombs beneath Houdini’s house

Rudy Valentino waits and he wonders

And he says

Isn’t it a miracle we’re still floating?

Isn’t it a miracle we’re not frozen?

Isn’t it a miracle we’re all chosen?

I heard you whistling through Trafalgar Square

You and Little Jimmy Dickens

Well, I didn’t think the quartet of lions even cared

It was Nelson Rockefeller on percussion

Yes he was

And he said

Isn’t it a miracle we’re still floating?

Isn’t it a miracle we’re not frozen?

Isn’t it a miracle we’re all chosen?

To be moving, moving something

To be flying where angels fear to tread

To be wanting, wanting nothing

To be driving

To be soaring, always soaring

To be living

I seen you driving Benedict late at night

Little Stevie Jones was riding shotgun

No, I didn’t think a Cadillac could float above the ground

With the wrath of God shining down

No, I didn’t think a Cadillac could float above the ground

With the wrath of God shining down

No, I didn’t think a Cadillac could float above the ground

With God’s of love shining down

God, God, God, God

Wrath of God shining down

Wrath of God shining down

God, God, God, God

(Shining down)