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Don't tell me what the poets are doing
And Porn speaks to its splintered legions
Don't tell me what the poets are doing
Don't tell me what the poets are doing
If there's nothing more that you need now
When the birds can be heard above the reconing carts doing some final accounting
Lava flowing in Superfarmer's direction
He's been getting reprieve from the heat in the frozen foods section, yeah
Don't tell me that they're talking tough
Don't tell me that they're anti-social
Somehow not anti-social enough
To the pink amid the withered cornstalks in them winter regions
While aiming at the archetypal father
He says with such broad and tentative swipes why do you even bother
Those Himalayas of the mind
Don't tell me what the poets been doing
In the long grasses over time
On the street and the epitome of vague
Don't tell me how the universe is altered
When you find out how he gets paid
Lawn out by bare-breasted women
Beach bleached, towels within reach for the women gotta make it
That'll make it by swimming
Your imagination's having puppies
And see how the space tautens
Like there's something on
Picture a century of water
Kill the dream of possible vacations
Black out to phantom power
We'll ride the monorail
I know you're standing at the station
It could be a video for new recruits
Just stare into the camera
And pretend that you got the flu
Or dream of impossible vacations
And get all teary from the wind
Look as though you're standing at the station
Long after the train came in
And you're never more hot than
When you've got something on
Bury the pipeline guy right here
With the sweep of mapping pioneer
Outside there's hectic action
The ice is covering the trees
And one of 'em's interconnecting
With my chevrolet caprice
And like there's nothing on
And hammering the tower
And now there's nothing on
Rocking gently home on the trail
You wanna show me the moon
I know there's nothing on
I know that alienation
I know the trains long gone
I can see how your face tautens
Like you've got something on
It makes me feel just rotten
But you've got something on
The man cross the street he don't move a muscle
Sleep's beckoning from the depths
That's when the powers of observation
Sleep plunging into deeper debt And it sounds heroincredible
The man cross the street don't move a muscle
Though he's all covered in dust
When constitutions of granite can't save the planet
What's to become of us
With painted restraint I don't move a muscle
Though a turbine roars
If the bath water's clear and my ear's underwater
It's a tolerant hum from the core
From the cracks and from the crevices
Join the army of ghosts
The murmurs in the mist
Come to the periphery town
And we carry their water
We don't make a sound
And after gaining out resignation
They come through the chainlink fence
Your only enemy's panic
Your only chance is to start making sense
Into bunkers and black minarets
On a geyser of ink
A morning voice faint and yet
Sound that makes the headphones edible
Awake affiliated and indelible
Though he's all covered in dust
Says constitutions of granite can't save the planet
What's left to captivate us
What's left to captivate us
What's left to captivate us
What's to come of us
I left your house this morning about a quarter after nine
Drove back to town this morning with working on my mind
That night in Toronto with its checkerboard floors
I got to your house this morning just a little after nine
Coulda been the Willie Nelson coulda been the wine
When I left your house this morning
It was a little after nine
It was in Bobcaygeon I saw the constellations
Reveal themselves one star at a time
I thought of maybe quitting
Though of leaving it behind
Went back to bed this morning
And as I'm pulling down the blind
The sky was dull and hypothetical
And falling one cloud at a time
Riding on horseback and keeping order restored
Til the men they couldn't hang
Stepped to the mic and sang
And their voices rang with that Aryan twang
In the middle of that riot
Couldn't get you off my mind
So I'm leaving your house this morning
Just a little after nine
Cause it was in Bobcaygeon where I saw the constellations
Reveal themselves one star at a time
Thompson girl, im stranded at the Unique Motel
Grunt work somewhere between dream and duty
Thompson Girl walking from Churchill
Grunt work time between dream state and duty
Thompson Girl we're down to the dead houseplants
Thompson girl winterfighter's shot on the car as well
Looks like Christmas at 55 degrees
This latitude weakens my knees, Thompson Girl
Poking through with all them shoots of beauty
Across the icy world with polar bears it's mostly uphill
But when the saw that nickel stack
She whistled hard and I whistled back, Thompson Girl
Poking through with all them shoots of beauty
Grunt work somewhere between dreams and duty
Poking through with all them shoots of beauty
Thompson Girl we've jettisoned every thing we can
She says springtime's coming
Wait til you see
It poking through with them shoots of beauty
It's the end of rent-a-movie weather
It's time to end this siege together, Thompson Girl
Thompson Girl
Thompson Girl
Thompson Girl
Whether laying down yourself beside it
By the time the ice-huts hit the bottom
Being drawn along by it
Bring on the springtime bring on the houseflies
Being drawn along by it
River wide
Or slipping into its cool and rushing effects
Or drifting on it to where it broadens
Your admiratioin for it's more elusive aspects
Being drawn along by it
Carried under carried away
By its long term membership
We were already home in bed
The most worthy men and the fiercest architects
Couldn't fight the current they couldn't save, they couldn't save the sheds
Carried under carried away
By its long term membership
Bring on the butterscotch river overspilling its banks
If you got you some withering power to amuse
You'll find its greatest frustartion has its entertaining value
Carried under carried away
By its long term membership
River wonder us
If there's a goal that everyone remebers, it was back in ol' 72
We hung out together every single moment
Isn't it amazing what you can accomplish
Next to your comrades in the national fitness program
Fireworks exploding in the distance
Isn't it amazing what you can accomplish
This one thing probably never goes away
We all squeezed the stick and we all pulled the trigger
And all I remembered is sitting beside you
You said you didn't give a fuck about hockey
And I never saw someone say that before
You held my hand and we walked home the long way
Not one ambition whisperin over your shoulder
Isin't it amazing you can do anything
Cause that's what wer thought married peopple do
Complete with the grip of artificial chaos
And believing in the country of me and you
Crisis of faith and crisis in the Kremlin
And yea we'd heard all that before
It's wintertime, the house is solitude with options
And loosening the grip on a fake cold war
When you don't let the nation get in your way
No ambition whispering over your shoulder
Isn't it amazing you can do anything?
Caught in some eternal flexed-arm hang
Dropping' to the mat in a fit of laughter
Showed no patience, tolerance or restraint
Temporary towers soar
Fireworks emulatin' heaven
Til there are no stars anymore
Fireworks aiming straight at heaven
Temporary towers soar
Til there are no stars shining up in heaven
Til there's no stars tomorrow
When the little sensation gets in your way
NO ambition whispering over your shoulder
Isn't it amazing what you can accomplish, eh?
I think this one thing is always supposed to say
This one thing doesn't have to go away
Titillations been replace by Interstate brickface and Coffee-Mate
Just rig up a complication and if it derails
There's nothing funnier than pride in an utterly confident stride
I pulled the car on over to give you a ride
Past hills of chamermaids dark bare arms
And throw away the rudder float away on vapour trails
Throw away the rudder
And by a list of phonce calls you'll like to make
Where you could sit on the edge of your bed
And you could stare into your own shoes
And in the pools of light there
Go wherever you choose
You can throw away the rudder and float away like vapour trails
So I pulled the car on over to give you a ride
Damn this sleepy weather he said
As he marched in sopping wet shoes
Through rainpools evaporating
Says in this sing I'll conquer you
But there's nothing uglier than a man hitting his stride
(Now the morning's over light wind blows)
Past Mexicans all dressed in beige shirts
Leaning over their hoes
Now the morning's over
It's time to let them sprinklers hose
And fields of muscles quilted to the bone
Right now I'm flying over
Yea right now I'm flying home
Where I can sit on the end of my bed
And I can stare into my own shoes
And in the pools of light years
Go wherever I choose
I rigged up a complication totally derailed
So I throw away the rudder float away like vapour trails
I pulled the car on over
(It's time to let them sprinklers hose)
Float away vapour trails
Legs scream at bikes and bikes scream at trucks
Superfarmer's bent on the cover of Time
Salesman said this vacuum's guaranteed
And motorists curse their lousy luck
Crossing Guards not doing his job
And traffic's not about to stop for the first casualty of thought
It's the rules
It's the rules
The Moralists scream he's all mine
So the Brad isn't doing her job
The vacuum night the darkes rites
The small quarantined thoughts
It's the rules
It's the rules
It could suck an acient virus from the sea
It could put the dog out of a job
Could make traffic stop so little thoughts
Can safely get across
It's the rules
It's the rules
Guaranteed or not
It's the rules
By design by neglect
Home's solitude with options
Chagrin falls (in Chagrin Falls Ohio)
For a fact or just for effect
When they met where they connect
At the confluence of travel and sex
More a trip than a quest
Plunged into the deeply freckled breast
Where to now? If I had to guess
I'm afraid to say Antartica's next
Or Chagrin Falls, Ohio
Where the unknown won't even to
Or Chagrin Falls, Ohio
Where the unknown won't even to
Artificial chaos isn't one of them
Retrun there crestfallen
Chagrin fell out of her apron
No profound sound no special effects
The continent tepped and she just quickly left
Chagrin falls on our heads
Not in a gush but in maddening droplets
Chagrin Falls (where the unknown don't even go)
Chagrin falls (in Chagrin Falls Ohio)
So falls Chagrin Falls (where the unknown don't even go)
So falls chagrin falls
So falls chagrin falls
Escape is at Hand for the Travelling Man
It was our third time in New York
That number scheme comes back to me
WE hung around til the final band
Those melodies come back to be
I guess I'm too slow yes I'm too, yes I'm too slow
I walked through your revolving door
Those melodies come back to me
I guess I"m too slow, yes I'm too, yes I'm too slow
Long conversation idle chit chat
It was your fourth time in New York
We were firth and sixth on the bill
We talked a little about our bands talk a little of our future plans
It's not like we were best friends
In times beyond our heartbeat
Called 'Escape is at Hand for the Travellin' Man'
you telled in my ear this music speaks to me
They launched into 'Lonely From Rock n Roll'
Followed by 'They Checked Out an Hour Ago'
Closing with 'All Desire Turn Concrete'
At times beyond our heartbeat
But you said anytime of the day was fine
You said anytime of the night was also fine
Got no answer on the seventh floor
Elevator gave a low moan
The pigeons sagged the wire with their weight
Listening to the singing chambermaid
She sang 'They Checked Out an Hour Ago'
In times beyond our heartbeat
But you said antime of the day was fine
You said anytime of the night was also fine
Our heartbeat, our heartbeat, our heartbeat
Maybe dive in or maybe hang back
Idle conversation or idle chit chat
Maybe dive in or maybe hang back
I like the tone of your trumpet
Your voice is all detached on a radio-wave breeze
You'd be tossed up or wash up
Don't sound so detached this is you and me
c'mon let's spill some paint
Let's raise a glass of milk to the end of another day
and to the kiss that's still intangible
The kids are alright just unmanageable
They won't do a damn thing you say
we have another caller with a bachelor degree
talkin alien invasion as the only chance for unity
well sorry to interrupt you caller
But that's a physical impossibility
In a spartan antartican walk for many days
meet with Empreror Penguin devotion to the egg
and their woman are swimming from half an ocean away
just give me your opinion before you turn to leave
but your crust is just incredible
the radio was edible
when you said don't wipe your asses with your sleeves
you're a physical impossibility.
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