Rock Music Lyrics Friday

A few weeks ago we had "Guitar Tab Friday," and although that post may have been fun, mildly entertaining, and perhaps even educational for the guitar players in my 200 million (and growing!) readership, I thought we'd switch to Rock Music Lyrics Friday. Lyrics are more accessible and relevant to more people, and this blog is all about you, readers. Not me. You.

Plus, tabbing out guitar riffs is a total pain in the ass.

So today we'll explore some Rock Music lyrics. I'm hoping this becomes a tradition not unlike Arbitrary but Fun Friday over at Michael Berube's place, but I'll settle for a random stranger or two just stopping by to say "hi."

I thought we'd start off with Phish's "Possum."

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I come from atop the mountain baby
Where the people come to pray
I come from atop the mountain baby
Where the people come to pray
There ain't no truth in action
'Less you believe it anyway

I was riding down the road one day and
Someone hit a possum
I was riding down the road one day and
Someone hit a possum
The road was his end
His end was the road
So they say

(chorus)
Whoa possum...possum, possum...POSSUM
Whoa possum...possum, possum... POSSUM
Whoa possum, possum
Your end is the road

I was riding down the road one day and
Someone hit a possum
I was riding down the road one day and
Someone hit a possum
The road was his end
His end was the road
So they say
(chorus)
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Thoughts? Clearly the narrator is trying to keep a cool distance from a wrenching roadkill incident, but I leave the deeper interpretations open to you.