In the jungle I was swimming in a fever night
Living off of creatures that visit me from time to time
Like the villagers that stood up by the riverside
There I was a blessed man with carpenters and carving knives
I was chasing I was running for the president
Even though the politics were full of livid incidents
You've got to sing to see the faces of a dollar bill
Wake up every day to look for money in the wishing well
I tried to many times
To tell him not to run and hide
Not at all my brother
This is not escaping life
Leave that town without my things
Leave that static on my skin
Put my money in my shoes
Jump that ship and sail out
I don't know but I've been told
You can't go down no rabbit hole
You can't get free if you get sold
Jump that ship and sail out
In his prison cell the world is hanging upside down
People on the outside are smiling with a perfect frown
All I think about is summertime and summer clouds
As I sit here deep in the lion's mouth
There was a messenger that travelled in the village streets
Intoxicated by the sound beneath his running feet
He's coming fast to say his brother is still running free
But when he gets there will he tell us what his eyes have seen
So many times I tried
To tell him not to run and hide
Not at all my brother
This is not escaping life
Leave that town without my things
Leave that static on my skin
Put my money in my shoes
Jump that ship and sail out
I don't know but I've been told
You can't go down no rabbit hole
You can't get free if you get sold
Jump that ship and sail out
This posthumous record by the lead singer of the Tragically Hip, containing both electric & acoustic takes, showcases his songwriting gifts. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 12, 2020
Land of Talk return after a seven-year absence with a record full of mournful, bluish synths and the glorious vocals of Elizabeth Powell. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 20, 2017