Is it come and gone 
Is it long before the spirit shaves his legs? 
Is it wrapped in trash 
Sent back to a sanitation tank? 
Is it disinfected, disconnected 
'Til it grafts some wires? 
Is it sped up, spun around 
Brown and yellow in the fires? 

What is this town? 
They said I got no place to be 
The money meter's taking everything I see 

Is it comes in lovely bones 
That put their shirts on ice? 
Is it fireflies that cross out eyes with any spice? 
Is it normal, born-again? 
Let the vultures drink and drown 
Is it's force from weathers? 
Birds of feathers never frown 

What is this town? They said I got no place to be 
The money meter's taking everything I see 

Is it come and gone 
Is it long before the spirit shaves his legs? 

What is this town? They said I got no place to be 
The money meter's taking everything I see