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'
d 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 cried for you
And Balloon
Man blew up in my hand
He spattered me with tomatoes, Hummus, chick peas
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 wish I could ride 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 marshmallows and
They're jumping off the Empire State
And I laughed like I always do
And I cried like I cried for you
And Balloon
Man blew up in my hand
Balloon
Man blew up in my hand