It's an instant action day, ill equipped for anything you say
With all my ditches rearranged, ain't it beautiful with plows and f*****?
And Lometa's running figure eights in seven flat and stabbing for my soul
And there's little time left to create, all p***** away with papers, mail and phones
And in strychnine, breathless ways, there are reasons here for you to know
In an ashtray kind of way, you are useful and a little stained
And forgiveness comes in smaller crates, I'm undeserving of these things I know
But the sun has set on something great, all p***** away with papers, mail and phones
With all my ditches rearranged, ain't it beautiful with plows and f*****?
And Lometa's running figure eights in seven flat and stabbing for my soul
And there's little time left to create, all p***** away with papers, mail and phones
And in strychnine, breathless ways, there are reasons here for you to know
In an ashtray kind of way, you are useful and a little stained
And forgiveness comes in smaller crates, I'm undeserving of these things I know
But the sun has set on something great, all p***** away with papers, mail and phones