Letras: Silver Jews (The). Lookout Mountain, Lookout Sea. Party Barge.

Father drove a steamroller
Momma was a crossing guard.
She got rolled when he got steamed
And I got left in charge
Living in a little town with my pedigree in charge
I chopped down a weakened willow tree
And built this party barge

Ports of call, dayglo bait
Why not see a legend while it's still being made?
Think it's kind of squirrelly when you're sleeping in the park
Jam too far propagating in the night
My colleagues and associates have kicked out all the lights
Like I said they say, nothing stops a party barge

"This is lake directory, calling party barge.
I'm on the phone with pump control, they say you are at large
Send us your coordinates, we'll send a Saint Bernard"
Think it's kind of squirrelly when you're sleeping in the park
Chicken fried pigeon in a sunny jane sauce
Satan's jeweled laughter has your wife in its claws
Like I said they say, nothing stops a party barge

"Send us your coordinates, I'll send a Saint Bernard.
Send us your coordinates, I'll send a Saint Bernard.
Send us your coordinates, I'll send a Saint Bernard.
This is lake directory, calling party barge."