In Medicine Hat wanting
To run naked
Up the bare red hill,
Yowling to stop the sun—
But it's no use.
Friends take the wheel
And drive,
The sun goes down,
I am strapped in the back seat,
A not-so-clever
This time you're on your own.
In Medicine Hat wanting
To run naked
Up the bare red hill,
Yowling to stop the sun—
But it's no use.
Friends take the wheel
And drive,
The sun goes down,
I am strapped in the back seat,
A not-so-clever
This time you're on your own.