116 West Main, Durham, NC

It's a good thing the days keep rolling over

Like they do

And it's a good thing there's a day off before the day of the show

In the city where you live

And like most of the men who came before me

In my family

Well, I'll likely keel over in a corn field

Thinking once of your face

Once of your voice

And once of your heaving chest and say

I tried to be horrified by you

I tried to be satisfied with you

I tried to be less uptight around you

I tried, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I?

And if ever my motivation

Should fall under some shadow of doubt

Well, I'll tip hat to the crowd, tip my server real well

And show myself out

And if ever I used to say

Oh, I can't live without it

I used to swear that I was born to do it

Hell, well the next guy was too

I tried to be horrified by you

I tried to be satisfied with you

I tried to be less uptight around you

I tried, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I?

Didn't I, didn't I?

Didn't I, didn't I?

It's good thing the days keep rolling over

Like they do

It's a good thing there's a bookstore by the stage door

With the name I'm looking for

And we have to have to ask ourselves

Is it worthy of a human?

With all our intellect, our emotions

And our spiritual bodies, our souls

As I believe we have souls

To subject ourselves to some

Shiny object

Is it, is it worthy of a human?