I can't see myself at thirty,
I don't buy a lacquered thirty
Caught like flies, preserved for tomorrow's
jewelry, again
Lighted in the amber yard
A green shellback, green shellback
Preserved for tomorrow's eyes,
in a tree beer tar-black br'er sap
The biggest wagon is the empty wagon
is the noisiest
The consul a horse, oh man, I think
we're lost
Who will tend the farm museums,
who will dust today's belongings
Who will sweep the floor,
hedging near the givens
Rally round your leaders
it's the mediator season
Diane is on the beach,
do you realize the life she's led
chorus
The biggest wagon is the empty wagon
is the noisiest
A matter, of course, Jefferson,
drive it (turn around!)
Lighted in the amber yard,
a green shellback, green shellback
Skylight, sty-tied, Nero pie-tied,
in a tree tar-black br'er sap
Reason has harnessed the tame,
a lodging, not stockader's game
Another Greenville, another Magic Mart,
Jeffer, grab your fiddle
chorus
Lost