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Sweep up the Sidewalk

9/24/2011

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I got off the phone and I took out the trash
I emptied the buckets, I wired the cash
I ate all the pretzels, left over the mash
And I said what a waffle and oh what a hash!

So sweep up the sidewalk and steady the wheel
For we’ll pass the old school as the whitewalls will squeal
As we fly into space in a second or two
Sweeping past the neutrinos that reside in the zoo,

For there’s no sense in sighing and no sense in those
Whose lives are embraced by the laws of Sir Bose,
So a square dance, a round, a jig in the park,
A spotlight on those who’re asleep in the dark,

Then let us embrace and let us embark
For there’s no sense in thinking of sparrow and lark
And guinea and peccary, Clark Gable too
And the road that is straight and the dart that flies true

And the shofar that's blasting the dust from the two
Who slept on the beach and awoke as the crew
Of a ship that was sailing from Chad to Japan
And who stepped in the boots of a creature called man,

Stepped into the story of Jerry and Sue
And the wars that they fought and the stones that they threw
And the night that they tore down the curtain of blue
And upended the world and upset the hot stew

Oh what an uproar and oh what a mess
For the ants ran around and the thief did confess
And the telescope shuttered and God looked inside
And the clouds scattered down, went along for the ride,

And I tell you my darling it soon won’t be long
That the weak gather strength and are stronger than strong
And the haze turns to silver, the silver to glass
And the men on the highway give out a free pass.

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