[Spoken]
Hey, I wanna tell you about Texas Radio and the Big Beat
Comes out of the Virginia swamps
Cool and slow
With a back beat narrow and hard to master

Some call it heavenly in its brilliance
Others, mean and rueful of the Western dream
I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft
We've constructed pyramids in honor of our escaping
This is the land where the Pharaoh died
Children

The river contains specimens
The voices of singing women call us on the far shore
And they're saying
"Forget the night, live with us in forests of azure
Meager food for souls forgot."

I tell you this
No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn
One morning you awoke
In the strange sun
And opening your door