I wish you twelve lanes of peace and quiet

And all speed away from human sorrow

You and I

We're gonna break even

Two animals on the road to animal heaven

You do what you can do with what you got

You do what you can do with what you got

At night I wish I was Diane Bish

Punching in from cathedral to cathedral

Playing endless tiers of organ keys

Pumping never-ending air against evil

But you do what you can do with what you got

You do what you can do with what you got

You do what you can do