The Cn Tower Belongs To The Dead

We the dead, we the dead find a country road

Country road, lead the dead from our homes to the ground

Keep a book of the maggots our bodies will snare

'Cause the earth is the earth, no need to travel in the air

The CN Tower is built upon our bones!

The CN Tower will always be our home!

Decorate 'round the base, all the graves of our lost loves

Cabbages, ginger root and a crucifix

Never rode on the plains, never thought I couldn't stay

Had a good run anyway, had a good run anyway

I could fill up the lake with all the things I didn't say

Had a good run anyway, had a good run anyway

From the top of the tower

Radio buzz in our ears

We can see your house from here