Woolie Bullie

Lyrics

There's a diner out on Route 322 in western Pennsylvania I spent my life there one afternoon I can't get that stretch of road out of my head I hear it when I'm taking a shower or reading the paper I'd look up and see it across the valley They tore down the Starlighter down at the end of the road And built a big Day's Inn that blocks the view But I know that road's still there I can feel it wherever I go Whatever I'm doing And it knows that I'm still here And it's waiting We are abandoned Liars own the words All the pictures in all the museums in the world are just a shell and pea game Played by the clever people to bilk the rubes Reality is defined by the needs of the media History is rewritten faster than it can happen Culture is a weapon that's used against us Culture is a swampland of superstition, ignorance and abuse Geography is a language they can't screw up The land and what we add to it cannot lie It's also like a mirror Reflected we see ourselves Or we choose to turn away Watch it Down by the river I shot my baby By the rivers of Babylon I wept when I remembered you oh Zion Take me to the river Wash me in the water Watch me now Watch me