Spinning Still

Cover it up with a fresh coat of paint and some waterproof plastic

Hang up a handful of red pine tree air fresheners

and hope for the best

And hope it's enough, cause it might never be what it was when it started

And even then it was a little overrated,

but at least it might smell better than the lake

And feel better than a February toothache

But still she kills me so gently

When she says:

Do the math, the big bang never happened

Look at the way, look at the way, look at the way