Lyrics The Weaver - The Residents

The Weaver

Run, run, as fast as you can
You can’t catch me, I’m the Gingerbread Man
You can look, look, hard as you can
You can’t see me, I’m the Gingerbread Man
Poor old family of man
Never mind me, I’m just a Gingerbread Man
Only hours away
Could be a man with a million dollars
Only minutes away
Could be a guy with a gun
Only seconds away
Could be a love that will last forever
But if it gets away
There might not ever be one
In and out, in and out, in and out- how many times do I think «in and out,
in and out»
?
This color’s not right, it needs some more red, maybe it’s the light--now I’m
not sure
I wonder where Ken is.
What’s she doing?
Ah, she’s asleep.
He tries to help,
I know he loves me, but sometimes he seems so out of touch and all he cares
about is his words
So old and tired… I need someone to help me!
I wonder if he’s back on the way home from school now.
And what if that guy
follows him?
Last week he told me about that man who kept staring at him.
I can see him with his throat cut now, oh, why do I do this?
I can see it all-
school picture in the newspaper, the headline: «Child savagely slain…
«God, I wish he was home now…