Oh Sweet Woods - The Fiery Furnaces

I was in Tahoe, on the California side

Waiting in the lobby at 665 ½ Frontage Road

When two extra-blond short sleeve button-down

White-shirt blue-tie mystery Mormons

Came in and put this music on:

Came in and took me by the arm

And as they had me marching through the parking lot-

And as they were marching through the parking lot-

They blew into their shirt-pocket microphones

Like this:

And then they drove me to an Albertson’s outside of Boise

And took me into a back room

And they said they wanted to balance my checkbook;

And they said they wanted to organize my receipts

And itemize my expenses

And that I had the key

To a safety deposit box

With treasury bonds and the key

To another safety deposit box

Where I’d stashed away

The only pewter pocket watch

That ever belonged to Joseph Smith’s Great-Great Uncle’s

Brother-in-Law

And I said, «You've got the wrong Eleanor Friedberger.»

And then they sang at me like this