The Well

Hey, it is your boy
Hey, it is your girl
Hey, it is your everyone
Standing in a line, showing cards, taking numbers
Standing in a line, one-way stride to the ocean
To the ocean

Hey, he is a lady
Hey, she is a man
Just like anyone
Watching waters rise, taking flights to the ozone
Kiss them both goodbye
Babies all gotta leave sometime

I am driving dirty
Bugs busting
Dead deer all around me
Disgusting!
What would I have to lose to pull over
I would rather be someone and watch the world burn

Look past the clouds to the stars and the asteroids
Swirling nebulae
Crashing rocks
Passing over

I pray we both collide
So when we die no one can blame us

I am driving dirty
Tanks guzzling
Greasy tires squealing
Guts are sloshing
Greasy tires squealing
Disgusting!
What would I have to lose to pull over
I would rather be someone and watch the world burn

The well is empty
We'll dig another ten feet
You will see there is plenty
To last till our kid is twenty

The well is empty
We'll dig ten more feet
You'll see there's plenty
You'll see it's empty

The well is empty
Let's dig ten more feet

I'm going to lay back down

Hey, where is your girl
Hey, where is your boy
Hey, where is your everyone

Left this place behind, one-way stride to the ozone
Let us remember when we slipped in to the ocean