Is it come and gone    Is it long before the spirit shaves his legs?    Is it wrapped in trash    Sent back to a sanitation tank?    Is it disinfected, disconnected    'Til it grafts some wires?    Is it sped up, spun around    Brown and yellow in the fires?       What is this town?    They said I got no place to be    The money meter's taking everything I see       Is it comes in lovely bones    That put their shirts on ice?    Is it fireflies that cross out eyes with any spice?    Is it normal, born-again?    Let the vultures drink and drown    Is it's force from weathers?    Birds of feathers never frown       What is this town? They said I got no place to be    The money meter's taking everything I see       Is it come and gone    Is it long before the spirit shaves his legs?       What is this town? They said I got no place to be    The money meter's taking everything I see