Petrified Forest

	Our lives weave a pattern
	A staff twined by adders
	Our mouths, sore to chew
	Now you’re eating for two
	Yesterdays, wine and song
	Are you very far along?
	What’s the dream to the bed?
	What’s the wreath to the
	Glorious Dead?
	Look at what
	I found in the dresser
	No means yes
	Petrified forest
	Dad gummit, gall dangit, dag nabbit
	You’re darn tootin’ tipping is
	Un-American
	Do you ever get the feeling that you’re being followed by a van?
	Yesterdays yet to come
	Win some, lose some
	No means yes
	Petrified forest

	Our lives weave a pattern
	A staff twined by adders
	Our mouths, sore to chew
	Now you' re eating for two
	Yesterdays, wine and song
	Are you very far along?
	What' s the dream to the bed?
	What' s the wreath to the
	Glorious Dead?
	Look at what
	I found in the dresser
	No means yes
	Petrified forest
	Dad gummit, gall dangit, dag nabbit
	You' re darn tootin' tipping is
	UnAmerican
	Do you ever get the feeling that you' re being followed by a van?
	Yesterdays yet to come
	Win some, lose some
	No means yes
	Petrified forest