Lyrics Difficult Listening Hour - Laurie Anderson

Difficult Listening Hour

Ooola.
I came home today, and I opened the door with my bare hands
Ooola.
and I said: Hey!
Who tore up all my wallpaper samples?
Who ate all the
grapes--
Ooola.
the ones I was saving?
And this guy was sitting there, and I said: Hey,
Pal!
What’s
Ooola.
going on here?
And he had this smile, and when he smiled he had these
big white teeth
Ooola.
like luxury hotels on the Florida coastline.
And when he closed his
mouth, it looked
Ooola.
like a big scar.
And I said to myself: Holy smokes!
Looks like some kind
of a guest/
Ooola.
host relationship to me.
And I said: Hey, pal!
What’s going on here
anyway, who are you?
Ooola.
And he said: Now, I’m the Soul Doctor, and you know, language is a virus
from Outer Space
And hearing your name is better than seeing your face