It started at a bus stop, in the middle of nowhere
Sitting beside me was a man with no hair
From the look on his face, and the size of his toes
He comes from a place that nobody knows
Or maybe I'm hallucinating, hyperventilating
Letting this big-toed bald man sitting here tell me about the sky
Maybe I'm hallucinating, hyperventilating
If you asked me now then I couldn't tell you why
I've been sitting here too long, by a man from Milwaukee
He's been talking too long, on his yellow walkie-talkie
He's talking to Mars, but I think he's wacky
He says they'll come get him, come get him some day
He says where he's from is called Albertane
There they use more than ten percent of their brain
But you couldn't tell it, from the way they behave, they run around in underwear, and they never shave
Or maybe I'm hallucinating, hyperventilating
Letting this big-toed bald man sitting here tell me about the sky
Maybe I'm hallucinating, hyperventilating
And if you asked me now then I couldn't tell you why
Repeat Chorus
This is Mother Bird, calling Baby Bird, Baby Bird, come in, come in Baby Bird!
For the love of Pete, come in!
This is Baby Bird...sorry, I was watching Court TV
Do you copy? Do you copy!?
Of course we copy, twenty-four hours a day, in color...
You wouldn't believe me, if I told you the rest
The man sitting by me, who was just barely dressed
Flew off to Milwaukee, or perhaps Albertane, and left me at the bus stop, just barely sane
Ohh, maybe I'm hallucinating, hyperventilating
And if you asked me now then I couldn't tell you why
I've been sitting here too long, by a man from Milwaukee
I've been talking too long, on my yellow walkie-talkie
I'm talking to Mars, you might think that I'm wacky
I know they'll come get me, come get me some day
I know they'll come get me and take me away
If not tomorrow then maybe today!