Lyrics Vic Chesnutt

Vic Chesnutt

Giant Sands

do a little rope trick

move around the mildew

when you stopped to make a phonecall

in the glitter of a landmark

she said something about a blood clot

and a bad wild peach

that nappy little news flash

takes the cut right out of your crease

get it on demand

like Tupperware

shipped with sarcasm

all is fair

jog through giant sands

till you're cleared

then to leave the land

unawares

"at least it's not a leg-break"

you laugh out loud and lonesome

in your cabin cruiser

on your cross-county trek

your brain feels like a fiddle

a brittle fragile vessel

pull off onto the shoulder

by the waterworks

get it on demand

like Tupperware

shipped with sarcasm

all is fair

jog through giant sands

till you're cleared

then to leave the land

unawares