fine dust falls from steel pipelines like ashes from a pharaoh s tomb shaking off bad luck of babies dreams that never left the womb many things are wired to avoid short circuits but not us for we are far too human too human leslie rides on ferris wheels way up in the umbrella clouds she is not afraid of falling out of favor with the crowds lord oh lord please bless her soul and bless her mother shine you face on us for we are human too human do your best little girl and have a little fun cause life wears you down and takes you for a run run run little girl run run little girl run run little girl little girl run run 