Log Jam

Maple Leaf Gardens, Toronto, Ontario 1995

The logs have got to be moved
Somebody's got to move the logs
So we would dance out on the logs
like happy little boys
but if the logs come to a jam
someone had to go pick, pick the jam
and we were helping along the little logs

I was elected
They say it's violent, dangerous work
they say it should not be attempted
the man who picks the jam
becomes the [stem] I am
you know what I mean

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