Strenuous Acquaintances Lyrics

I take my baby to the cornfield I lay him down between the rows I ask him if he really loves me He tells me only heaven knows If I owned a TV station This is the message I would send: A hundred strenuous acquaintances can't meet the loss of one true friend Give me his old Montana jacket His favorite shirt is Panama And I can tell you where he's buried Tell you the last thing that he saw, saw... I am the keeper of your fetish There is so much that you don't know You're gonna drown in your own bathtub You're gonna miss me when I go If I owned that big transmitter This is the message I would send: A hundred strenuous acquaintances can't meet the loss of one true friend And on the mornings after parties I pick the bottles from the floor I open every single window I cough until my ribs are sore Callin' out to all you vampires, "I got molasses in my veins! I think it's time I should be leavin' And you can fight for my remains!" For every word on every paper For every dollar you will spend A strenuous acquaintances can't meet the loss of one true friend The loss of one true friend