We can talk about it now
Underneath our tongues
Kinda down in the mouth
It seems to me we've been holding something
Because the flames have turned to chalk
Rest awhile and cool your brow
Or have a new one made
Do you really care
Echoing along the hall
We can talk about it now
But I was all dressed up for Sunday
The whip is in the grave
But I'd rather be burned in Canada
Don't you see there's no need to slave
We've got to find a sharper blade
We can talk about it now
Don't give up on father clock
It would likely burst your lungs
But you might think it's treason
Only starting from the middle
Everybody, everywhere
It's safe now to take a backward glance
Well, we could try to reason
Keep the engine churnin'
Pulling that eternal plough
No salt, no trance
Than to freeze here in the south
Pick up your heads and walk
But did you ever milk a cow
I'd fix it but I don't know how
I had the chance one day
Oh, stop me if I should sound
Come, let me show you how
One voice for all
I'm afraid if you ever got a pat on the back
To keep the wheels turnin' you've got to
