Lyrics:

Us middle-aged men just completing
The finishing touches on a dope deal
It's agreed we get a small piece
In the middle of the cornfield
When these Canada geese fly south
We'll harvest in the dark
We can talk just to ourselves
Or we can talk just to the stars

Us Canada geese held a meeting
In the middle of a cornfield
It's agreed we leave in small vees
And meet up again in the real world
Like middle-aged men smoke dope
And talk just to their cars
We can talk just to ourselves
Or we can talk just to the stars
We can talk just to ourselves
Or we can talk just to the stars