Shucks

Cast a fishing net into the stream
 Contemplate the meaning, calculate the mean
 There are many here who haven't seen the things I haven't seen
 Like awakening from a dreamer's dream
 And I'll know, and you'll know
 That you'll roll down the hole
 And from a wading pool, a Christian drinks
 And from a talk type show, the liberal thinks
 A bombastic vision, theatrical response
 A monumental occasion that only happens once
 And the hour is like a shower
 Do not cower as Jerry Clower
 Rotting bodies wrapped in black cowhide
 Sit at the table by your mother's side
 It's time to pick a dish, time to decide
 What raw desire often signifies
 And the clown is on the ground
 I have found, you're out of town
 And the clown is on the ground
 I have found, you're out of town
 Shucks