Robyn Hitchcock – Balloon Man

I was walking up Sixth avenue when Balloon Man came right up to me
he was round and fat and spherical with the biggest grin I ever seen
he bounced on up toward me but before we could be introduced
he blew up very suddenly I guess his name was probably Bruce
and I laughed like I always do and I cried like I cry for you
and balloon man blew up in my hand
He spattered me with tomatoes, hummos, chickpeas and some strips of skin
so I made a right on 44th and I washed my hands when I got in
and it rained like a slow divorce and I wished I could buy a horse
and balloon man blew up in my hand
I was walking up sixth avenue when balloon man blew up in my face

Robyn’s chub bukkake fantasies make for catchy music.