Twilight Zone - John Cale

Hanging with dictators in the south of France

Checking shipments to le Monde Arabe

Obsession with detail precision with terms

Remember you’re speaking from the TZ

Your reputation precedes you now you’re getting bored

No longer into the story of the antique road

The milk of human kindness has curdled in your cup

You see me staring at it and tell me to shut up

Chaucer was to Canterbury what you were to the zone

Instead of trying to solve it you left it alone

A hangout you could call home

Now you’re out things aren’t going to be the same

Now you’re out of the Twilight Zone

You’re feeling unreliable you don’t like the same things

Manifestly different from where you chose to begin

The turnaround is brilliant the execution sublime

You found a way to move on leaving nothing behind

Now you’re out things aren’t going to be the same

Now you’re out of the Twilight Zone