Rheostatics & Farm Fresh

(Always fresh, never stale, only forgotten.)

I slide over tracks like a toboggan

Got your noggin boggin'

Tearing down obstacles like some industry lot

Timber! And I'm seeing oxygen like post-decline

Pretends to not to want the greasy rhyme

You picked a fine time to leave me

But I gave hope

The hardest thing you ever did was try to quit smoking

Are you joking? I bring my Walkman to the boss

Second oxygen mask for all the talk

Farm Fresh, dropping dogs like dog's perfect store

Keeps the beat moving, I'm for food, not frogs

Bring me movies and religion and I'll grab the receipts for 'em

We're old timers, but you're forgetting who runs ship

Now and then and past the 2000

Hi mans, I be hoppin' with the 'Statics, blow your house

Right from the corner of the earth which could be a heaven

Duty destroyed, but restored by those seven

Whose media was the canvas. Going crazy like Candis

From "Self-Serve Gas Station," you know who the band is:

Martin, Tim, and Don, and Dave, a sure-shot from the east

From the middle trace. Yes, like peace-peace-peace-peace

We got the peace. Rheostatics, Farm Fresh:

We bring the peace

I live you spinnin' kinda like a game of chance

Get your tickets in advance

I came to enhance the trance, but not the wealth

Got the bad habit of thinking for myself, trait not to common

Often watchin' kids get lost in the mix

Dicks get tossed, then towels get tossed in

Sour minds and Boston, folks by the dozen

Came to my show for my American cousins

Well, example of my point on my choice of McDonald's

Knowing Ronald, not John A. Now we're upon it

Rock, or should I say Canadian Shield?

Do not yeild, use your mind, instead you level the plane

Yes, can I get even more emphatic?

Workin' with the Rheostatics

Now we got you flippin' like an acrobatic

My name is Art, I'm from the new Farm Fresh

And it's the music and the art making Canada best

(Pumpin' and a-thumpin', never stop my groove.)