some people like him but some folks don't
rusty sails in the harbor flap just like
the a&r man who's shaking his hand
as the bass drum thumps in the rock and roll band

she fell down the stairwell but tucked in her skirt
scabby knees in the hallway are red just like
the apple that fell from the tree to the dirt
she's always wearing his favorite shirt

the razor takes a nick off the business man
he's standing in the bathroom in just his knee-socks
while his wife is in cannes with an all-over tan
he's back home eating chunky soup from a can

charmers on the edge of the lake
rusty nails beneath rake
shorty sings the songs in tune
cindy shakes the dust-filled broom
sockets sucked into the head
falling snow onto the dead

some folks like it but some folks don't
when you're talking to them or someone just like them
it makes them think -- imagine if they'd think
about the top 40 music out on the ice rink