It's Carolina, springtime again   I'm alright it's the weekend.   Warm air night would suffice in the starlight   It's clearing up my sight.      I'm hangin' down at the train depot,    in Clemson I feel so old   Should I stay or should I go?    The Clash was singin' but I didn't know.      The station benches look like pews    In the church of travelin' I'm confused   What was then and what's gonna come?    It's the new ones      Seen it once, I saw it twice   Now a vestige gone in the night      Jesus returned to the modern world   They told him go back, it's not good for business   You're runnin' the regulars off get lost   We thought you died, man      Saw him there on a Sunday morn   Across from the church he was dancin' up a storm   Orange windbreaker and a beard he was tryin' hard   College Boulevard      He had his lawn chair next to the street    With an imaginary partner he's moving his feet   The Sunday's best they drove by and laughed   And then they pressed the gas      Seen it once, I saw it twice   Now a vestige gone in the night      Maybe he just jumped on a train   New Orleans he forgot about his pain   Met this guy with a tattooed face, he's complainin' about    Feeling out of place      Maybe he just jumped in the lake   Strapped himself to a 500 pound weight   I don't think he'd do it like that   Never (a cat?) like that      Swear I saw him at the Lincoln Tunnel   He stared right at me with eyes like a funnel   Suckin' me in to the New York lights   He's crazy, but into the sights      Of every thing he ever wanted to know   It was all right there in one big show   He tripped the mundane, he lived it arcane   Never had a use for fame.