Andalucia

The rattlesnakes and fireflies
 Are stranded at the border between you and me
 And the static on the radio
 Is preaching to the children of infinity
 We stay up late to speak in tongues
 And redefine the boundaries of sanity
 Swaying to the sound of "Sister Ray"
 But we never knew how vulnerable we were
 Andalucia I know you've been around
 You're crazy girl
 Andalucia your hands are on the wheel
 But you're slipping
 The greener grass we traded
 For the mysteries of skinny hips and confidence
 And the literary casualties were cool
 Because souls are hewn from vowels and consonants
 Stabbed in the eyes by the spectacle of "Up the Beach"
 And we never knew how vulnerable we were
 No we never knew that
 Things get battered
 Things get shaken
 Things get tattered
 And things forsaken
 Things get spent
 And things get spoken
 Things get bent
 And things get broken
 Andalucia I know you've been around
 You're crazy girl
 Andalucia I know you've been around
 You're crazy girl
 Andalucia your hands are on the wheel
 But you're slipping, you're slipping
 Andalucia I know you've been around
 You're crazy girl.