My favorite policeman Is always on the move Lost in a sea of madness Coming through the show My favorite grocer Knows the price of cantaloupe The fight of heaven In his optimistic ties Under the white umbrella He hears an angel It whispers "You're on the wrong side Of sky" Repeat yourself to no avail Extraterrestrial In sky blue uniform Like something honest You're a credit with the storm It burns a monkey vision Out from inside Trapped in the flat screen In our mind You can't fly You can't fly