Story Behind the Song
No. I do not know any Simons. And I have known every Simon.
Lyrics
Simon, you’re a bit aloof,
And if I ask you why, you hit the roof.
I know your childhood caused you pain,
But you could let it go and live again,
You know … You know … .
Simon I know it’s rough,
And you’ve had it bad, but I’ve had enough.
You’ve built a wall I cannot scale,
This hide and seek is getting stale,
You know … You know …
Simon I can spare a dime,
But will it buy ten thoughts of yours this time?
I want to know what makes you tick,
And what makes you such a selfish prick
Sometimes, I, I, imes. Sometimes, I, I, imes.
And I would climb the highest tree.
Drive from Moosejaw to Tennessee.
Play a calliope.
If you would open up to me.
Simon you’d feel brand new
If you’d join me for that cheese fondue.
We’ll dip our souls in holy wine.
And a quiet night would be divine.
You know … You know …
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