I wish you twelve lanes of peace and quiet
and all speed away from human sorrow
You and I
we're gonna break even
Two animals on the road to animal heaven
You do what you can do with what you got
At night I wish I was Diane Bish
punching in from cathedral to cathedral
playing endless tiers of organ keys
pumping never-ending air against evil
But you do what you can do with what you got
You do what you can do with what you got