Silver gnomes all in my dome and cameras can finally roam   By themselves, they've got hearts to moan   And friends of mine have got friends with coke      Oh, rabbit, rabbit, you've this habit of breaking legs and nouveau carat   And my heart has passed its final rite and it's breaking legs for dollars      These blue boards keep on creaking in my head   These blue boards, creaking on my ship      Though the light is an undescribed sanction   Who you questioning in the blue-black dirt?      Over that ridge a hunter lives, stake him out with broken gifts   By the light, by the merry man who gave his lives when he gave knives to children   Raise him up, stake him up, grab the sun and drink his blood in cups   Don't wait to be a monarch, man   Oh I'll bet you can, I know you can      These blue boards keep on creaking in my head   These blue boards, creaking on my ship      Though the light is taking its time   Who you questioned in the blue-black dirt?