You can tear out my heart
But you'd better take my liver too
'Cause it won't be of much use when I'm through
Well the Moon looked like it was weeping
As it blew a kiss goodbye
And disappeared behind the Pacific sky
Deep and dark were the tears
I would have spilled in my beer
But I held them inside out of fear
Caught beneath the waves of equilibrial cave-ins
A whale trying to ditch a harpoon
Tied to the tracks alive while the train's cabooze
Deals the last blow and I'll be home by noon