Well the lush separation unfolds you
And the products of wealth push you
along on the bow wave of the spiritless undying selves.
And you press on God’s waiter your last dime as he hands you the bill.
And you spin in the slipstream – timeless, unreasoning – paddle right out of the mess.
And you paddle right out of the mess.
(Ian Anderson and Jennie Franks, Slipstream, 1971)
