We took a car, we took a train
And every little bit
O every little bit
Was both the same

The streets were gravelly and cracked
The sun spread blisters on our backs
My brother warned me:
"Next town up, I think it's full of savages!"

We used our thumbs and traded names
And all the faces then
Or at least most of them
They seemed the same

We woke up to the sun when it had gotten unavoidable
Our empty satchels silent and our stomachs crumbling

And oh how we can't win
We'll pull through I'm sure

We saw the roof tops on a slope
No sign of power lines
We ran through dandelions
And our feet smoked
"I think I smell a feast", I yelled
My brother transfixed by the smell
Said nothing, but his parted lips
Said he was in accord

We heard the sound of violins
Our hunger fiercely now piecing in paramount
To common sense
A spitted goat was smoking
Music rousing and provoking
And our tired feet felt strength on wine
And made to move once more

And oh how enchanting
We'll leave here full for sure

And waking while the village slept
We made each little step
Oh every little step
Was our secret

From house to house we filled our bags
With all the music their town had
We snuck songs from their sleeping arms
And from under their hands
We took a car, we took a train
And all the way we sang
And all the way we sang their songs
We left that village silent
But for christenings and dying's
But our family and friends
Have danced for days since we returned

And oh how we danced and....
We'll be a hit for sure!