The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band
Текст песни Two People

Mr Weatherbeaten hasn't eaten since February
an attack of dysentery left him very weary
of anything but baby food and milk from a bottle
No one reads the paper to him
His hearing aid is turned on ten
His eyes won't read what he has written
Talks to himself in the morning
"I made a Halloween costume when I was 11
all painted black fluorescent, pink mitts
and the yellow shoes
I scared my mother so much she died six months later
My father died behind the flower
while I was off beating a cow
And no one left but me to bring the crops in
I worked hard
Went to school
Got a job
and a 25 year button."

He's wearing thin masonic pin
Waiting for someone to understand him
And show how much he loves the land that he lives in
Nothing today is nice to see
when you are 73

His flower pot costs a lot
It's sometimes cold sometimes hot
Rather stay home, rather not

Counting red cars from her window
Never felt the lighting in her thighs
Never felt a man's shining eyes
Living alone in a one room flat
Two hot plates, glass figurines,
a candle collection, a photo of her grandfather, a man with sunbeams in Wheeling West Virginia

No one sees her come and go
A doctor adds some small children
Outside her window
There are words of white chalk on her door
Not anymore
She had them all arrested

Her gold ring turned brown
Merry-go-round
Nothing today is nice anymore
When you are 74.