Language of Prairie Dogs - Lone Giant lyrics

Whenever I think about The Shining, I think about the loveliness Of the proposition of Jack's employment, and of the tragedy Of how he blew it so completely. I keep my particular Fantasy of working in a lighthouse (I'm sure, completely at odds with the reality): Distanced almost immeasurably And yet critically necessary I relate my fantasy to a friend who looks back at me And, wolfishly, quizzes me on why I want to live In a giant penis 'Because I hate people, that's why That's why I want to live In my giant penis.'