H-Elenore - Meat Puppets

Of all the people I’ve known

This one, you, you really hit home

Half a dozen of one thing

And a decade of another

You tried to change the time

When you stole it from your mother

I’d put my hat on my head if I had one

Lord knows what he’s got in store

Everything is shaped by a cross

And you’d do as easy as the next one

Better open my eyes now

Everything at the door

Best keep my eyes closed

I want to see the lights of Elenore

Of all the people left unknown

You taught me how to be alone

Elenore Moth-god, daughter of the hot-rod

Light like liquid moss covers up

The gray hard rock