Squeaky fingers

Fey - Appearing touched or crazy, as if under a spell
Bazaar - A fair or sale at which miscellaneous articles are sold,
often for charitable purposes

Like it's a dream - and there's a moon and a tune
A shower in a motel room
And through the steam and in my ear I can hear
Squeaky fingers on the mirror
Beyond the door, out in the lot, the night is hot
And kids are givin' what they got
And is it me, or is it fey, when I say,
'It reminds me of another day?' Ya-Hey!

Out in the road, across the town, out and down
Where they disappear without a sound
Into the whole from whence they came, without a name
Givin' and gettin' joy and pain
And into pants, then into boots and business suits
To fill them out while they commute
Or to remain in tricked out cars, and country bars, country fairs,
and church bazaars - Stay hard!

Like it's a dream - in motion slow, and they all know
I hear them come and watch them go
And as the steam begins to clear, I face the mirror
- the evidence has disappeared
Into the hole, from whence it came, still unnamed,
Like tomorrow's town will be the same
Into the whole from whence I came, still unnamed,
Like towmorrow's town is just the same - unnamed.