Lyrics:

A military station in the desert.

Can we resolve the past -
Lurking jaws joints of time -
The base - to come of age in a dry place -
Holes and caves.

My friend drove an hour
Each day from the mountains.
The bus gives you a hard-on
With books in your lap.

Someone shot the bird
In the afternoon dance show.
They gave out free records
To the best couple.
Spades dance best, from the hip.