The all lip fountain And the air strip And the bracelets And the children know New songs That are old songs for us You could see it in the Moon It was hovering at noon With a lick gone bad With a good strong laugh Phony little path Phoning for the past Fucking up your classic You could see it in the Moon Drive by vroom Drive by vroom Drive by vroom Drive by vroom In the light of thee Moon In an old canoe What’s a girl to do In a world like you? Holds the clues