The one in the jar at the foot of the bedGet’s weaker at heart but larger at headSays I am the foolSpat on and pushed asideHe gave something back just right before he diedThe man with the hair on top of his earsDrove past me at eight with a cooler of beerGot high on the hunt in camoflage greenA drop of precious oil in the ? ? all darned? ? machineWay-o [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/g/guided_by_voices/trampoline.html ]
