Your Robert!

Yr steel grey hair, yr straw blond hair
They cut me down and you don't care
You're Robert!
Two fast chords and one slow one
A song about clouds and a farmhouse in the sun
From Robert!

"outline of love"
Is written on yr parchment glove, Robert
Montgomery Clift
In the canary punk-rock suit for dear Robert

But why are you so sad?
Why are you so sad?
Your Robert!

Drawings on yr skinny frame
New York Underground's to blame for Robert
Literature like Raymond Chandler:
Words of fire are in demand for Robert
Dusty songs and dark romance
Burn like a flame for Robert
Don't you regret the erosion of yr fame
Famous Robert?

Why are you so sad?
Why are you so sad?
Your Robert!
It's Robert!

R.O.B.E.R.T

Yes I'm the star in an open-top car
Sadder than love in my left gloves
Your sadness, your blackness
All your unfaithfulness

Why are you so sad?
Why are you so sad?
Why are you so sad?
Why am I so sad?
Why am I so sad?
And why are you so sad?

You're Robert!
It's Robert!