Oh no Oh no Well it's been a long, strange winter I still ain't seen no one else I've been across the country I'm by myself I've prayed at shrines I've lived some lives But they all were close to mine Still I've had a good time Who am I to complain I'm alive Well they tell me I could sleep through an earthquake Out from Sunday to Thursday Did I miss the man come back? I guess that'd make this is the Millennium Does that mean I Does that mean I ran the track Am I the only one that got the plaque Now there's vines masticating the white house Wonder when they'll scarf it down I'm sure this is the way of things I don't know should I laugh or frown It's been five years time to meet my kin down south As the end of the line thought they'd raise me up high But I'm just a precocious runt Wish that I'd held out Read bonobos are a mite less blunt