It's clear to him and everyone like him Where the sidewalks turn When he needs to leave Buy a pack of smokes And walk down the Ohio They don't smoke the first one last They give the last one away Give it all away It's clear to him and everyone like him Giving the gift is impossible Forget it Leave it alone and move towards the sidewalks Inhale Exhale Inhale Exhale Inhale and exhale and the smoke comes through your teeth It resembles the smoke stacks And incinerators when they stand Where they grow Where they breathe He breathes on by the highway Enchanted by the car lots He'll keep his distance He'll do with out Stating that certain things are impossible He'll do without Uneffected and unaffected This man will be free from pain Free from guilt Free from innocence Free from emotion Free from integrity Free from any sort of Love or anger He'll never be moved All he's in it for is the work And all he ever does is work He's not here to think about it And there's not question Leave him alone and the work will get done Inhale Exhale Inhale Exhale Inhale Exhale Inhale Exhale Inhale Exhale