Lyrics:
5 a.m., March 16Jesus on the radioYou took a photograph of meon your yellow bucket seatIts too high, its too wideYou're so low you don't knowTo get through, to go aroundSo don't look backThere ain't nothing there to seeWas once like youCan't say I recognize that facein that picture that you keepIts too high, its too wideYou're so low you don't knowTo get through, to go aroundTo get through, to go around