Glass, Concrete and Stone

Now, I'm wakin' at the crack of dawn to send a little money home
From here to the moon is risin' like a discotheque
And now my bags are down and packed for traveling

Lookin' at happiness, keepin' my flavor fresh
Nobody knows I guess how far I'll go, I know
So I'm leavin' at six o'clock, meet in a parkin' lot
Harriet Hendershot, sunglasses on, she waits by this

Glass and concrete and stone
It is just a house, not a home

Skin, that covers me from head to toe
Except a couple tiny holes and openings
Where the city's blowin' in and out
And this is what it's all about, delightfully

Everything's possible when you're an animal
Not inconceivable how things can change, I know
So I'm puttin' on aftershave, nothin' is out of place
Gonna be on my way, try to pretend, it's not only

Glass and concrete and stone
That it's just a house, not a home
And it's glass, and concrete, and stone
It is just a house, not a home

And my head is 50-feet high
Let my body and soul be my guide