Wednesday, April 12, 2006

The Bachelors of Kenai

'Aren't they lonely in clean clean houses, made-up beds, and taxidermied animals?'



You get back to Kenai from a week on the rigs
There's a hunt on the weekend
But tonight bloodsport can't warm you

Where will warmth come from
In Kenai's frozen springtime?
your aggression isn't winning over
and pull tabs don't make you laugh

You order an Americana at Coffee Time in the carpark
But the girls here aren't pretty
And the bagels aren't toasted
And you miss your mother, your sister
Your ex-wife, and your next girlfriend

Where will she come from
To make all this money made sense?
Long hair on your pillows
And a sweet taste in your mouth

You drive to Ninilchick
To see the cabins, snow, and the creek
A lune swims against the current
Getting nowhere at all
Why would he swim to get nowhere at all?

'Aren't they lonely in clean clean houses
made up beds and taxidermied animals?'

On the weekend there's mateship
And hot blood spilling forth
You're feeling vital - swift and steady
there's no longing when you're elbow-deep in killing
there's no longing when you're elbow-deep in killing

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