I Am a Lightning Rod

I'll be you
You'll be talking to a flowerpot
But that's hardly worth a thought
Or a plague of frogs

And we will vomit up our Chicago luck
And we will dance
On broken sheets of glass
To make our point

And if this town seems too big
If the traffic freaks you out
I will be your lightning rod
Delivering sound to you

He's a charming wreck
And he's a handsome wreck
The kind of rat
That took my woman back to his pad

And I'm not traveling
And I'm not sleeping in
The clothes I wore
A hundred times or more

And if this town seems too big
If the traffic freaks you out
I will be your lightning rod
Delivering sound

And what will I do?
What will I do
When my nerves get topsy-turvy?

I'll be you
If you want me to
I'll clean your clock

And if this town seems too big
If the traffic freaks you out
I will be your lightning rod
Delivering sound

I can see beneath your skin
It really freaks me out
I will be your camera's flash
Delivering sunbeams