Convenience store where I stopped to buy poison gum *****,
Here I am baptized in the light of the new genesis.
For new life sprang up on the oil rigs
In the industrial world,
We live in a future no one dared to comprehend.
We blew up the old world with new ideas,
We couldn't resist the urge to push the button any longer,
I sit under my bed
Duck and cover Cold War safety,
Safe from communist war criminals,
So when is the bomb going to drop?
No, I don't believe the Earth is going to be reborn as a paradise...
A land of altruistic Eden.
The lost garden is doomed to burn up in the sun,
As is the mausoleum for my memory.
Best guesses say we aren't exactly advanced,
But what if there's exceptions in our numbers?
What if we sat awake in our tombs for all of eternity
And your soul keeps locked
Waiting for the oblivion of the unburnt citizens separated from the material world,
How great were our ambitions if they didn't stretch to something after this course of existence...
Then what right do we owe the Catholic church that was not there at the beginning of our symphony.
I'll show you a great story of illuminated migrations and books about the lights of the pillars of creation,
When they tell me that Walt Whitman's work here is not done,
And so walked into the bathroom to lock the door,
Wash his face before yelling on both coasts of the American Empire.
Our Prime Minister has flawless memory and offers us codeine syrups of all flavors to vote for the Environment.
You'll have me yelling about the importance of taxation,
You can't have me acting like this if I've already bought us tickets to the art gallery...
And can you even now believe that toddler's first reaction was to destroy that giant biblical oil on canvas.
Maybe it was the violence,
And the same God who gave us our nuclear training wheels.
The same God who kills men of euphoria under meteors
And the same God whose name was in the air on Inauguration Day.
When I drove down the rode with you and your new ideas about where to go...
You had words I didn't know,
But we had Prince on the radio,
And that's something I know well.
I have a Wilco CD in my backpack,
I have every reason to just set my alarm
And pass out in the passenger's seat.
