The Ballad of the Great Portable American Neighborhood

There's a great big pillow in the suburbs
The war is on
Giant rock in the center of the city
We can all sleep on

You are always looking for the boxes
To put it all in
In the window over the sink
As if there's always a remedy

Christ of convenience
For the parish tract
A weekend appearance to sign photos
And autographs

You were always looking for the boxes
To put it all in
In the window over the sink
As if there's always a remedy