Here's to you, Mr. Garfunkel. Mr. Simon knows your talent well.....

Hello single life, my friend. It's nice to talk to you again. Talking about the times we had such glee. Because right now, it is you and me. Parodying a cool song...while we open up our hearts... although it smarts......to the sounds....of single....

 

In restless dreams, I walk alone....on dirt, concrete, or cobblestone.....Beneath the halo of a streetlamp, I turn my cap from all the heartless scamps.....And then my eyes were stabbed by a flash of neon light...that split the night...amidst the sounds...of single....

 

And in the naked light I saw.....thousands of people, maybe more, people loving without caring, people heartlessly comparing, people living lives with no romantic stakes...with poor life takes....while others still....stay single

 

"Fools!", said I, "You do not know!" My anger, like a cancer, grows! "Hear my words that you might get me!" "See my life if you would let me!"  But my words, like silent raindrops fell, to a foolish hell...of damnation.....of singles.....

 

And then the people bowed and prayed....to the neon god they made...and they worshipped it carelessly...while decrying us fearlessly.  And the signs said, "The lives of the lonely are not to be revered....just hated and feared...and banished to the bowels....of single.....