Текст Liz Phair – Big Tall Man

I’m a big, tall man
I cut the grass
My left eye hurts
I am waiting and reading parts

Zeus and Athens
Florida driveway
Asphalt and tires
Sand and the beach, rocker panel
Headlights in the dark…
I am drag racing

Fog and the distance beyond it…
Boats and the quiet morning noises…
I’m walking the shoreline
A beer and a cigarette…
A bug with twitching antennae
A button-up short sleeved shirt…

Yes, I’m careening down!
Winding the canyons, now!
Yes, I am broadcasting myself!