Selling Television Satellites (feat. Bruce Kurnow)

Do you remember that spring of surrender?
When we played frisbee on the railroad bridge
And Pfeiffer beer tasted just like lemonade
And you looked like you'd never be tamed

We were all love with Susan Sache
And she undressed you on your birthday
I lost my wallet that night in a granite quarry
I was howling, we were howling at the moon

Are you selling television satellites now Jeffrey?
And are your kids already in Junior High School?
And when you jump from Saint Benedict's church on Saturday
Do you still believe that you can fly?

Remember when Christopher sent himself away
So we drank a bottle of rum just to see him off
Followed everywhere by the sweating heat
And the stifling boots of those pigs the cops

Are you selling television satellites now Jeffrey?
And are your kids already in Junior High School?
When you jump from Saint Benedict's church on Saturday, now
Do you still believe that you can fly?

And then they busted us behind the bakery
We were rooster drunk, stone cold and wired
And they kicked you so hard in the balls
And they lit my home, they lit my home on fire

Do you remember that summer breeze?
And the smell of girls thick on our chests?
Susan Sache said I looked just like a rock star
But you said I looked more like a clown
Do you still remember the way the river ran?
It was deep and it was blessed and it was long

Are you selling television satellites now Jeffrey?
And are your kids already in Junior High School?
And when you jump from Saint Benedict's church on Saturday, yeah
Do you still believe that you can fly?
Oh well, do you still believe that you can fly, yeah?
Well I hope you still believe that you can fly