I wish you twelve lanes of peace and quiet
And all speed away from human sorrow
You and I
We're gonna break even
Two animals on the road to animal heaven
You do what you can do with what you got
You do what you can do with what you got
At night I wish I was Diane Bish
Punching in from cathedral to cathedral
Playing endless tiers of organ keys
Pumping never-ending air against evil
But you do what you can do with what you got
You do what you can do with what you got
You do what you can do
