What Bothers the Spaceman

Far from the crowd
He's the day watchman
Walk past the trees he used to swing from
 
What bothers the spaceman?
The teeth in his head
I'm sure he could smile for us
 
Wave to the people out on the lawn
Mr. Ellis and Mr. Lee
Mr. Lee and me
 
What bothers the spaceman?
What's left for him now?
I'm sure he could smile for us
 
Lee Lee Lee Lee
Lee Lee Lee Lee
Lee Lee Lee Lee
Lee Lee Lee Lee
Lee Lee Lee Lee
Lee Lee Lee


Quoth the Johns:

This song is not based on any personal experience with baseball great Bill "Spaceman" Lee, who I quite accidentally met at a TV show right after writing this song. Lee, back in the seventies had a couple of great, controversial seasons with the very conservative Boston Red Sox. When Lee made a couple of appearances on local rock radio stations at the time, he lived up to his name with a very odd "lost philosopher"-style that made a lasting impression on me.

—John Flansburgh
[source: monopuff.org's online Unsupervised Libretto]



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