He watched
His mother
Adore
Mick Jagger

From his
His highchair
Beneath his long
Hair

And it felt good
There
That smile
Of hers

He was
A guest
At the Morrison
Hotel

Taking in
Its telltale
Tall
Tales

But the back
Door man
Let the screen
Door slam

As a young man
No pretending
He dated
Chrissie Hynde

Loved her leather
And her legs
Back when she was in
The Chain Gang

He rode horses
With Patti Smith
On and off
Through the 70s

He loved
Her hair
And her lips dour
Taking no crap by the hour

Then in heaven
Where nothing happens
He somehow met
David Byrne

Oh my god
What have I done
Might this be
Still another one

David took him
To the river
And dropped
Him in the water

He's the Frontman
Doing what he can
Standing on his hands
Lighting a fire
Beneath the band

The Frontman
A fan's fan
Doing his dance
In search of your glance

He's the Frontman
Come together
And get back
Here comes the sun
The Frontman