(Anastasio/Marshall)
Who Is She? Music, BMI

I've alternated my meager flock to the shores of the Baltic Sea
The teeth of time have stowed the rhyme of how things shouldn't be
My cave, my house,
My turning wheel... my little docking pup
The march of Colonel Forbin and his fleet hound called
McGrupp

The grime of countless work dogs, has collected in my sink
I tie my nose with spandex hose before I get a drink
We lie on frozen wart hogs, with its poison in our minds
While the ferns that spot our children are encased in orange rinds

All times and seasons are the reasons people and their clans
Have stowed the Famous Mockingbird with glue and rubber bands
They writhe and cry in agony, as Rutherford the Brave
Chokes Tela and the Unit Monster, managing to save
The spotted stripers, multi-beast, and thereby cheat his grave
I'd like to get his autograph, but he looks too much like...
Dave