Selling Television Satellites

Do you remember that spring of surrender?

When we played frisbee on the railroad bridge

And Pfeiffer beer tasted just like lemonade

And you looked like you'd never be tamed

We were all love with Susan Sache

And she undressed you on your birthday

Well, I lost my wallet that night in a granite quarry

Howling at the moon

Are you selling television satellites now Jeffrey?

And are your kids already in Junior High School?

And when you jump from Saint Benedict's church on Saturday

I hope you still believe that you can fly

Well, remember when Christopher sent himself away

So we drank a bottle of rum just to see him off

Followed everywhere by the sweating heat

And the stifling boots of the cops

Are you selling television satellites now Jeffrey?

And are your kids already in Junior High School?

When you jump from Saint Benedict's church on Saturday

I hope you still believe that you can fly

And then they busted us behind the bakery

We were rooster drunk, stone-cold and wired

And they kicked you so hard in the balls

And they lit my home, they lit my home on fire

Do you remember that summer breeze

And the smell of girls thick on our chests?

Susan Sache said I looked just like a rock star

Eh, but you said I looked more like a clown

Do you still remember the way the river ran?

Well, it was deep and it was blessed and it was long

Are you selling television satellites now Jeffrey?

And are your kids already in Junior High School?

When you jump from Saint Benedict's church on Saturday

I hope you still believe that you can fly?

Do you still believe that you can fly?