Song written by Janine Stoll – inspired by the Kurt Vonnegut book “Slapstick”

LYRICS
They all fled to the island of Nashville
A bathtub boat, a guitar and a banjo for oars
I’m asleep up in a rubber tree
Please don’t spare a fret on me
I’m gonna wiat it out and see what the fall pukes up

Don’t you go tonight, you don’t need to be feeling so lonesome
I’ve got plenty of moon food to go around
Freeze dried feast, synthetic mango bellies
Wheel me ’round the room Gene Kelly
We can muse until the sun takes flight

*Just beneath the layer of concrete
Are all the wonders of the world
So just e happy
When you are 100 years old
We’ll have a big ol’ party
Don’t worry your pretty glass eye

Metal bird trails a pretty grey rain cloud
A loop-de-loo, screaming angel in the sky
Cock your head, take a gander kid
How can something so romantic harm
But we’re losing fast – they tell us we have lost
We have lost

*Just beneath the layer of concrete
Are all the wonders of the world
So just e happy
When you are 100 years old
We’ll have a big ol’ party
Don’t worry your pretty plastic lung

Late last night they say Jupiter fell out of orbit
I guess we’re not the only aliens up the creek
Still it’s pretty when the lake-river glows
See the shopping carts and the fire hose
And it’s far easier to meditate with no birds to disrupt the silence

*Just beneath the layer of concrete
Are all the wonders of the world
So just e happy
When you are 100 years old
We’ll have a big ol’ party
Don’t worry your pretty metal brain

The big guns called for rain
The day the fireball came
To blaze a hole through the former Antarctica

Nobody saw it comin’
To morph the earth into a dirty t-shirt
Swallowed by and ant hill and turned inside out
Sucked into a crater, spat out into the Milky Way