Clouds didn't look like cotton They didn't even look like clouds I was underneath the weather And my friends looked like a crowd The swimming home was full of rock I tried to find out why And all I found was this, my friend You gotta swim before you fly I've got two girls One's in Heaven One's below One I love with all my heart One I did not know Two lonesome dudes on an ugly horse Passed on not long ago They asked me where the action was I said I did not know They disappeared into the prush I heard the driver say He's a little slow between the ears He's always been that way It's cold down on the byline They say it's in your mind But the marked sins are threading on ice And leaving strange designs The last time that this happened They said we were not here All Belmont's full of penguins I'm playing in my ear