We're calling thermatico, 'Cause he may have options within The sequence to which we abide under the railway He left colossal papers & medicines To keep us alive We were elated that thermatico Had never passed us by Unintimidated by the officers & prostitutes in line Early in the century he was the larcenist The gasohol arsonist, The consequent flier and later as a centerpiece, He was discovered dealing with raven kissing the liars So out in the courtyard we held a meeting A summit of quality But he told a lie and off went thermatico Into the sunset He had lost options, he had lost ties