Letra de 1967

Walt Grace
Desperately aiding his whole place
Dreamed to discover a new place
And buried himself alive

Inside his basement
Tongue on the side of his face meant
He's working away on his placement
And what it would take to survive

Cause when you're done with this world

You know the next is up to you

And his wife told his kids he was crazy

And his friends said he'd fail if he'd try

But with the will to work hard

And a library card

He took a homemade, fan-blade