White Noise Blues

(after the novel) I don’t care about fashion I just try to keep warm I’ve heard all about passion Sounds like a great big storm I stay out of the freeway No I don’t venture there Oh, yes, I once saw a truck swerve Around an old wheelchair Why don’t you just try to disprove those white noise blues? Some people whimper Some people bang Some people act as if they had no shame Some people curse you When you don’t join the game I sense your reluctance In matters this tame Why don’t you just try to disprove those white noise blues? Now I first noticed the tricycle As I joined the right lane Vehicles started dodging The scene was insane State officials were puzzled A hot dog vendor went broke A horse chewed through its muzzle A gay midget told jokes Why don’t you just try to disprove those white noise blues? So now I’ve got it together And I’ve got it apart They say you can’t raise a white flag Over a broken heart Tell that to the soldier With his gangrened limbs You entrenched on your sofa, Sure wouldn’t want to be him! Why don’t you just try to disprove those white noise blues?