Lyrics:

I haven't been to Athens although I've read the book
I never owned a palace, at times I tried to look
Daydream in my class; reckon up I'd finish last
I sealed my wheel of fortune when I was what I am
I wore my favourite sandals, I ate the food I can
One long piercing glance; enough to break a severed lance

Two upon a ruined tower, a musty palisade
Sliding trucks by Laural Canyon, hey!
Slipping south, open mouth, wave a flag
That greyhound train is bustling forward
I can't construct a line
The bridge that runs between a tunnel shout!
I am here, shaking fear, look and learn

I brought what I could but I have no-one and so I'm denied
I show what I should but the rest of me:
Well I could be in Jamaica, in Thailand or maybe the floor

Nothing could be finer say
I bake my nose in the sun
Stretched in South Carolina bay
The Three Legged Table is One

This town was detached but I rode around
I never was scratched
I planned all the news and the masquerade
For my persistence resistance is chosen and war has ensued

Nothing else could be finer say
I bake my nose in the sun
Stretched in South Carolina bay
The Three Legged Table is One