The Captain is crying at the helm,
While the crew sits and laughs,
His daughter is staring at the moon,
It's over at last
The passengers don't say a word,
Old folks act like they hadn't heard,
Newlyweds in grey drink to the past
For a man, a plan, a canal, Panama,
A man, a plan, a canal, Panama,
A man, a plan, a canal, Panama
Did you ever think that Cripple Creek,
Could be still at night?
A million broken stereos are stars in the sky,
The one thing I will always hear,
Is the constant ringing that's in my ears,
It reminds me of the stars in your eyes
For a man, a plan, a canal, Panama,
A man, a plan, a canal, Panama,
A man, a plan, a canal, Panama
She was barely giving signs,
He was barely there on time,
Please, I need something stronger than this wine
For a man, a plan, a canal, Panama,
A man, a plan, a canal, Panama,
A man, a plan, a canal, Panama
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- Miscellaneous
- Quetzalcoatl
- She Has No Control
- Open Road: The Allied Years (1992–1997)
- Nostalgic for Nothing
- J Church / Storm the Tower - Split EP
- How to Be Punk, Volume 1
- Return of the Read Menace
- The Precession of Simulacra - The Map Preceeds the Territory
- Five Years on the Streets
- Yellow, Blue and Green
- Camels, Spilled Corona and the Sound of Mariachi Bands
- One Mississippi
- The Drama of Alienation
- Mailorder is FUN!
- Arbor Vitae
- The Year of the Rat
- Prophylaxis
- Analysis, Yes, Very Nice
- Society Is a Carnivorous Flower