Daniel Johnston — Stars on Parade

Stars on Parade, Stars on Parade! There's a story about this kid named Sid And he was born to be wild I save cigarette butts for a monkey In a mountain and I looked around Some kind of friend went out one night Walking in the premarital world the wicked world Don't you ever wear my clothes again Stars on Parade! When I was a little happy Happy, happy, happy You wanted to be somebody But you ain't no fun Bomb bursting in air Gave proof through the night Jail babe don't you know I can't Hoovering comes to mind Somehow describing hoovering becomes Important in a cold hard world It's a very, like a rose, like a rose Like a monkey in a blue bayou Like a complete unknown Like the wild wind blowing in the stars above I'm looking for a nice girl There was this big guy Since I lost my smile And your heart is weary Stars on Parade!