You Can Call Me Al - Little Rose/Ruby Prophet

Written by：Paul Simon/Andreas Huber/Jan Hammele

A man walks

Down the street

He says

Why am

I soft in

The middle now

Why am I soft

In the middle that

Rest

Of my life

Is so hard

I need a photo

Opportunity

I want a shot

At redemption

Don't want to

End up a cartoon

In a cartoon

Graveyard

Bone digger

Bone digger

Dogs in the

Moonlight

Far away

My well lit door

Mr Beer belly

Beer belly

Get these mutts

Away from me

You know

I don't find

This stuff

Amusing anymore

If you'll be

My bodyguard

I can be your

Long lost pal

I can call

You betty

And betty when

You call me

You can call me al

A man walks

Down the street

He says

Why am

I short of attention

Short little

Span of attention

And whoa my

Nights are so long

Where's my

Wife and family

What if I die here

Who'll be my

Role model

Now that my

Role model is

Gone

He ducked back

That I come alley

With some

Roly poly

Little bat faced girl

All along

Along

There were incidents

And accidents

There were

Hints

And allegations

If you'll be

My bodyguard

I can be your

Long lost pal

I can call

You betty

And betty when

You call me

Call me al

A man walks down

The street

In a strange world

Maybe it's the

Third world

Maybe it's his

First time around

He doesn't speak

The language

He holds no currency

He is a foreign

Man

He is surrounded

By the sound

Sound

Cattle in the

Marketplace

Scatterlings

And orphanages

He looks around

Around

He sees angels

In the architecture

Spinning into

Infinity

He says amen

And hallelujah

If you'll be

My bodyguard

I can be your

Long lost pal

I can call

You betty

And betty when

You call me

You can

Call me al