A Cork Screw To My Heart, Ever

They Like To Take All This Money From Sin, Build Big Universities To Study In, Sing Amazing Grace All The Way To The Swiss Banks.

I Come From Way North. We'd Listen To Radio Shows All The Time. I Think I Was The Last Generation, Or Pretty Close To The Last One, That Grew Up Without Tv.

I Practice A Faith That's Been Long Abandoned Ain't No Altars On This Long And Lonesome Road

We Sit Here Stranded, Though We're All Doin' Our Best To Deny It

Now, Each Of Us Has His Own Special Gift And You Know This Was Meant To Be True. And If You Don't Underestimate Me I Won't Underestimate You.