If I could walk, I'd be a miner
If I could talk, I'd be a preacher

If I was a preach-
Tell you what: I'd save a million souls, even you
If I was a miner
Tell you what: I'd be a damn good one

This ain't a record
Pretty good joke
Got us all worked up

(Meow)

And left us naked out here in the sun

You could say it's sad
I attach no importance to it
Just because of my hand
Just because of my shriveled little hand
I couldn't be a baseball player

Doesn't surprise me no
Even though we had a map
Took three days to find
Local rednecks there
Taylor from Pismo
Could say she was
Me I don't think so
Could say she was
Me I don't think so
You could say she was
Me I don't think so

At the dog and pony show