The Junction Foil Ball - Rheostatics

He worked out the corrugations with his thumbs and knuckles too

He started humble and ended justifiably huge

Oh, fuck you -- you never wanted to

Just got it… once, two, three, forever FRIED

No one here gets out alive

You were once foil fresh

Wrapped around your cigarettes

'67, you were born, March the 8th

This inspiration was passed through

What was guilt has become you

9 times out of 10 the child re-sins

9 times out of 10 or so they say

11 foot tall and a ton of tonnes

The dull lead glow of so much fun

It’s a beautiful thing. Take it across the tracks

Take it across the tracks and bomb the mall

Nine times out of ten a child rescinds

Nine times out of ten or so the experts say

As we go into the slow acoustic tiling…

Canadian Club and Solitaire

Show me the drugs in your mom’s room

This was the thing when I was twelve…