Give me moonlight gravel and a pickle jar I never go away too far from a post oak tree Played like boxcar children in the wilderness But in real life I'm all defense Heart born deportee In hindsight, I guess I was for sale For a compliment and a cocktail Thirty coins and I’d exhale my light Scratching your back like I never broke a nail And I'm on kitchen detail for the rest of my life Like a bolt from the blue No reason, no rhyme You guess is as good as mine Wipe it off and go inside Batten down the hatches Ridin’ out the storm Wintergreen, I'm a bet, let’s make a scene You’re Lenny Bruce, I'm kerosene, knee-deep in a midnight star Mini Ha ha bingo on the service road The caller, she’s a Seminole from where the water barks I broke all seven seals back in ‘86 just to get it over with Now I gotta walk all my days in a knot Assuredly, I sure love a full tank of gas, right on red, the smell of sweetgrass It’s not all bad, my little heart’s gleam Like a bolt from the blue No reason, no rhyme You guess is as good as mine Wipe it off and go inside Batten down the hatches Ridin’ out the storm X marks the spot with an xxx and dot dot dot, you know I never thought thought thought I’d go and get the chills That memory, ‘bout as useful as a pay phone, ‘bout as free as a metronome But I guess it led me here And here’s as good a place to be as anywhere Daycare for your nightmares, I hear that I'm dreaming it all So I buckle up but not too tight, and I call home on the by and by It’s a tight squeeze and cool breeze and it’s like A bolt from the blue No reason, no rhyme You guess is as good as mine Wipe it off and go inside Batten down the hatches Ridin’ out the storm