Selling Television Satellites

Do you remember that spring of surrender When we played Frisbee on the railroad bridge And Pfeiffer beer tasted just like lemonade And you looked like you'd never be tamed   We were all love with Susan Sache And she undressed you on your birthday I lost my wallet that night in a granite quarry Howling at the moon   Are you selling television satellites now Jeffrey? Are your kids already in Junior High School? And when you jump from Saint Benedict's church on Saturday Do you still believe that you can fly? Remember when Christopher sent himself away So we drank a bottle of rum just to see him off Followed everywhere by the sweating heat And the stifling boots of those pigs the cops Are you selling television satellites now Jeffrey? Are your kids already in Junior High School? And when you jump from Saint Benedict's church on Saturday Do you still believe that you can fly? And then they busted us behind the bakery We were rooster drunk, stone cold and wired They kicked you so hard in the balls And they lit my home on fire Do you remember that summer breeze And the smell of girls thick on our chests Susan Sache said I looked just like a rock star But you said I looked more like a clown Do you still remember the way the river ran? It was deep and it was blessed and it was long Are you selling television satellites now Jeffrey? Are your kids already in Junior High School? And when you jump from Saint Benedict's church on Saturday Do you still believe that you can fly? Do you still believe that you can fly? I hope you still believe that you can fly