big foot

Big Foot

The Third Three Years - 1:51
(Originally by The Weakerthans)

I changed the oils and oiled the squeaks,
Patched the holes and fluid leaks,
At dusk beneath a diabetic moon.
And wait to take the TV crews
Across the squeaking ice, the news
Is howling to the timber wolves, and soon

I'll go through it all again,
Watch their doubtful smiles begin.
But the visions that I see believe in me.

So praise the things I can't forget
With burgers and a silhouette
On t-shirts at the council general store.
I'll listen to the south winds sigh
With rumors and regrets and I
Don't want to talk about it anymore.

I'll go through it all again,
Watch their doubtful smiles begin,
When the visions that I see believe in me.

Oh the visions that I see they will believe me.

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