Aunt Linda, c. 1989

I've been working on my feet all day

I've been waiting on the midnight train

All of my liver's been chopped, been boiled, gone gray

Wearing my hat green suit, just want the boys to say, "Hey"

Lifelong head in the sand

While all the big boys clap their hands

New suit makes it all okay

Big job turns night into day

Pulling out of the mall parking lot

Feeling good because I got what I caught

Gold plate watch sits cold on my wrist

As the traffic lurches on slip by slip

Lifelong head in the sand

While all the big boys clap their hands

New suit makes it all okay

Big job turns night into day

Been slow burning 'round the house all day

Slumped and borrowed in my dad's duvet

Press my face to the glass, smell the potpourri

Vanilla aunt Linda and suburban TV

Lifelong head in the sand

While all the big boys clap their hands

New suit makes it all okay

Big job turns night into day