Weep Day

I never went to the tropical island
Though everybody said they saw me there
And it wasn't me you punched a hole in
At the West German protest march

Simultaneous events don't happen
We are isolated temporally
And a part is never called the whole thing
Though it bothers us to know it's so

Every man is made of two opinions
Every woman has a second half
And it's samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man
Yes, it's samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man

I didn't write the words you hear me singing
I didn't sing the line before this one
You are not the one I was addressing
That person took a train to Africa

Where he met the consulate from Belgium
Who is now a Buddhist in a cave
Who is pitching for the Oakland Raiders
Striking out the batter she became

Every man is made of two opinions
Every woman has a second half
And it's samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man
Yes, it's samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man
Yes, it's samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man

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