Through the air is silver swaying
I hightail my cool haircut
Through the turnstiles of the airport
Flip a couple hundred pages
I was turning thirty-eight
You've got a bad day coming
I'll wear a white suit and
Then give me one last kiss
In your pink silk dress, I guess
Said, "I have lost all will to"
With my face pressed against your breast
And I have pilfered the king's pills
From the palace medicine chest
I cried a quart of crocodile tears
I was escorted from the premises
And it's just like when John
Lou Gehrig's disease laid
Mercury had a heart attack
And where DJ Doctor Rock went
I see my grandfather, T. Holmes
But I think about Judee Sill
dying in some trailer park
Out of cocaine and codeine all alone
Brother, such a big waste
They had some great songs
Must have been a great time
But I didn't open up my mouth
I'll watch the kids all skim across the ice
Across the rink so I could hear the band
A chick singer with a Kurzweil
And I said, "Play that cover"
I said, "Play that cover song again"
