Library pictures of the quickening canoe,
The first of it's kind to get to the moon
Draw some ellipses to chase you round the room,
Through curly straws and metaphors and goo
Been watching all the neon blossom, flickering
You look as if you've all forgotten, where you've been
Going riding through the thunder so cold, fuzz canyon
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4
3, 2, 1
Library pictures of the quickening canoe
The first of it's kind to get to the moon
Give me an eeny, meeny miny moe
Or an ipp dipp, dog-shit rock and roll