No Meat, Fat, No Bones

"suburban longhairs in bongy basements and Camaros, getting their education over the airwaves from the curates of FM"

Quantum gravity's a dream
Those who hate our gravity evade.
There's nothing to our righteousness
That righteousness won't replace.

I've seen men who raise their children
On organic greens in Slocando.
I've seen men who raise their kids
On endless screens and screams.

I don't hold with any man
Who could be what I am.
I don't hold with any scam
That won't make me new man.

It's not so far from standard theory
To standards played by djs.
It's not so far from any weary
Human to what these words say:

It's a long ways from seventies 'Jrrzee
To just past now and here,
Long ways from rock 'n roll,
Long ways down Piscataway,
Long ways to the soul.