Whaddya? by The Jazz Butcher Lyrics

Whaddya think I'm standing here for?
Whaddya think, I'm mad or what?
Whaddya think I'm doing at the movies?
Echo Park looked fine, but I didn't go for the plot

God given rights for white midwestern rock-boys
Visibly lost in the ski room and dreaming of you
( The Ski Room, world famous bar at the end of Hollywood, much used by the JBC )
You know I'd cross the world right now if you called me
I don't know what to call it, but I guess you do
And of course I have to

Whaddya think I'm standing here for?

You could be there when I get where I'm going this evening
Or you could be in heaven - you could be anyplace at all
You could be the one to push me to heresy, you could have pale blue eyes
You could be the one to make me fall in love
And of course you were
And of course I have to
Whaddya think I'm standing here for?

She said:
"No one ever had an angel like you
No one ever had an angel like you
No one ever had an angel like you
No one ever had an angel like you"

Of course you do

And you can't see the towers for the dinosaur remains
( it's SMOG, see? )
And nobody's safe on the roads when it rains
And I would let the handrail go
If I thought anything could catch my fall

Whaddya think I'm standing here for?
Oh and I would let the handrail go
If I thought anything could catch my fall
Whaddya think I'm standing here for?

She said:
"No one"