I can´t see myself at thirty, I don´t buy a lacquered thirty
Caught like flies, preserved for tomorrow´s jewelery, again

Lighted in the amber yard, a green shellback, green shellback
Preserved for tomorrow´s eyes, in tree beer tar-black brer sap,
The biggest wagon is the empty wagon is the noisiest,
The consul a horse, Jefferson I think we´re lost

Who will tend the farm museums? Who will dust today´s belongings?
Who will sweep the floors, 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?
The biggest wagon is the empty wagon is the noisiest,
The consul a horse, oh man I think we´re lost

The biggest wagon is the empty wagon is the noisiest,
A matter of course, Jefferson, Jeffer

Lighted in the amber yard, a green shellback, green shellback
Sky-lied, sty-tied, Nero pie-tied, in tree tar-black brer sap,
Reason has harnessed the tame, a lodging, not stockader´s game
Another Greenville, another Magic Mart, Jeffer, grab your fiddle,
The biggest wagon is the empty wagon is the noisiest,
The consul a horse, Jefferson I think we´re lost
The biggest wagon is the empty wagon is the noisiest,
The consul a horse, Jefferson I think we´re lost