Dishonest Don, Part II

This is on.

Is this on?

Dis-Dishonest Don is now gone.

You know that isn't really true,

The band makes up history for you.

You know this isn't really on,

Hit the switch and everybody's gone.

They're feeding us daily,

Dairy and wine,

Crammed in a doll's house

With parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.

We're praying to Mary

On the white line,

Hoping she'll take us back

For the very last time.

You get out of bed

And put on your shoes.

You're tired of them,

But they're not through with you.

We're guessing on tests.

Who knows what to do?

When the scientist said it

We knew it was true.

You're born and you're red,

You're dead and you're blue.

You're green at 19

And grey at 22.

Skating on the interstate-

We'd like to stay that way.