Just Passing Through

I smile like a bandsaw
Singing some rubbish about, "My soul's alright"
Do you ever see your weakness any clearer?
Bid me remember what I done
We were winding up the road to the site
I don't know enough to know, not to show it

Collect each Saturday to brood and sally forth

With the windows down and the cigarettes alight
Soil from the hillock spilling over on that solemn lip
(Like a gall stone)
Just a footloose man-whore
Just passing through
Oh where, oh where, oh where did you get into to?

Become regret and break upon me now wave after wave
Just a bank balance troubadour
And out your mouth a tiny burst of tiny baby cries
It covers up the cedar mirror
Who can't sing the song anymore
I didn't know what I could do, it's just you and I
We're just passing through

I didn't know what I could do
I saw a dream of such a couple only yesterday
Just passing through

She had a halo, was a heroine
I'm sorry, darling, but your roving poet's
At ten o'clock is when you open up your apple eyes

Singing some rubbish about, "My soul's alright"

We were winding up the road to the site
Now there's a wheel and there's a well and there's a big rack
And some other guy forever passing through
The ditch witch, the back hoe, the bobcat, the tip
I'm sorry, babe, but your roving poet's
When time doesn't tear you pay a fee to make it rip
Or tell it like I know more
A strange appeal is in the magazine zodiac
(Like a rat through a snake)
And cast my eyes over the ideas that I couldn't save
The perfumed killers from the north
When the one did leave the other went to war Enola Gay
Just passing through

A strange appeal unto a pocket where a body lay
With the windows down and the cigarettes alight

Become regret and break upon me now wave after wave
We're just passing through
At ten o'clock is when I rise from my grave
Who can't talk the talk anymore
She had a halo, was a heroine
Well, I know I'm not loathe to show it
Just passing through
And drink a cup into the one of earth the other skies
(Little rubbish through a rake)
Bid me remember what I done
What inspiration are the women of the dog track