Bas Jan Ader Bright Eyes

Tell me that the body tells a story
Can you read between the lines?
When you look into my eyes
Do you see a scarry night?

Remember I was dense, made me paint the fence
To work my way into your life
And the public schools tried to ban Mark Twain
When they knew that it wasn't right

Well, it takes a lot of nerve
To live on planet Earth
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times
It was the worst

Saw you walking up with a basket of fruit
In a funeral suit through the door
Paying your respects to the dead insects
Who have eaten through the apple core

Another habit kicked, one-way road trip
Another bible in a motel drawer
Ah man, I think I’ve seen this one before
Some nostalgia you just can't ignore

And you've got a lot to learn
Living on planet Earth
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times
It was the worst
It was the worst