Well, I don't care, your cameras caught me crying as I left your gates Or that your maintenance men, they caught our last embrace Well, you were on the verge of tears when I first knew I would know you And now your ancient black tears, they stain your robe Calypso will come with me on that morning April day To the city of my childhood in a cage On the broad back of the earth we will drive twelve hours straight And we'll take turns feeling crazy and okay On May Day, May Day, listen for the sound Of the ambulances singing rounds drowning out the blue Well the Captain of America he sings through his toothpaste And the bubbles of his words will float away As he gargles out a hymn in the funny fish voice way And all the sorrow seems to go away On May Day, May Day, listen for the sound Of the Geiger counters counting down To one and blast off baby to the inter-space of stars Out to the star encrusted boulevard On May Day, May Day, can you hear the sound Of the megaphones calling out instructions And I need your quiet empire where forgetful Persians roam And with two hands full of silver I'll go home Return me to my kingdom where my children wait for me To build them flying saucers On May Day, May Day, they are going down Send the fleet of black-and-whites wailing downtown May Day, May Day, May Day