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lyrics
excuse me, i thought you were a trout stream
the way you pick up moonbeams
in your kool aid reality, you would come and sit all day with me
and the child eyed rats came to eat my heart out back
and i wished that i had you to feed them instead
excuse me, i thought you were a trout stream
the way you pick up on all her games
in your telephone booth reality, you would come and talk all day to me
and the red-hatted man with his eyes like the sun
held is camera to me like the point of a gun
and i thought he was a trout stream too
the way he told me what to do
hey trout stream you;re looking pretty blue
and i know you think that i do to
in your cellophane reality, you would drink up all my marble tea
and that ten dollar dawn with its streetlights for eyes
coughing up all my cash as the blue train it tries to pull on
hey trout stream can i be your queen
you can tell me all the season's seen
in your cherry picking reality, you would come & smoke all day with me
and the blue water fell into trout fishing hell
and everyone died a grand trout death
and the trout doctor comes and removes the disordered portion of my imagination, so i lost all my temptation today
hey salesman, can i buy your trout stream
give me 3 feet by all 17
yeah i know it's gone dry as a bone
but i will fill it up and make it home
cause i nowhere else to go