There's a spot out by the train tracks All the local girls and boys like to get stoned Their minds are filled with destinations But they ain't nearly brave enough to go alone So they wander through the rail yard making faces at the moon The only trick they've ever been taught to do To take a breath and close their eyes 30 seconds at a time There's a park outside the city, a former psychic calls her home She's half as old and twice as pretty As the doctor's misreport would have you know She has a vision every morning She sees the world through busted shards of glass Sellin' last week's magazine outside the laundromat Slowin' down traffic at the light 30 seconds at a time Bumped into Jesus at the diner Where he was blessing a bowl of mac and cheese Now there's a man who spends his whole life fighting evil Best fill that boy up With all the carbs that he can eat He says the king's buffet upstairs is overcrowded And the TV's always stuck on CNN Says he just wants to catch the score before the work comes in Fast food commercials flicker by 30 seconds at a time