I want a book that'll make me drunk Full of freaks and disenfranchised punks No amount of hate, no load of junk No bag of words, no costume trunk Could make me feel the same way An inch an hour, two feet a day To move through night in this most fashionable way There's this f**ing band you got to see They used to scare the living sh** out of me No frothing dog, no cool insanity No rock and roll, no christianity Makes me feel the same way An inch an hour, two feet a day To move through night with very little else to say But I'm helpless less with the people than the space No struggle town, no bemused Trudeau No solitary walks through vacant lots in moon glow Tonight the winter may have missed its mark You can see your breath in springside park Coffee coloured ice and peeling birch bark The sound of rushing water in the dark Makes me feel the same way An inch an hour, two feet a day To move through life with very little else to say But I'm helpless more with the people than the space I mean I'm helpless less with the people than the space You see, I don't know Neil, I don't know Neil