Lyrics - Parade by Chesnutt Vic

(
Vic
Chesnutt)where did you go after the parade
I wandered, searching for about an hourthen
I parked it on a benchshifting and sulkingthose pesky little mosquitoesthey nearly, nearly, nearly, nearly drained methen a man dripping with vitalissaid
I looked like
Joe
Namathhe asked me did
I used to be famousand
I said "neighbor,
I'm famously late"and
I said "neighbor,
I'm famously late"where did you go after the paradeyou never even appeared to enjoy it
I came out of it with a slight experiencedrinking and howling at the nativesyou're a great at disapperingyou left me with an ear ache
I spit into the swan lake saying"what a hideous rewiev"saying, "what a hideous rewiev"weather, barometric pressaurepush me to the groundmy stomach is growling
I always heard this was such a festive townbut everybody over ten years old is frowningeverybody over ten years old is frowningwhere did you go after the parade
I didn't expecting you to be bolting awayremember the time you took meto see
Harold and
Maude'cause
I didn't know the meaningof the word catharsiswe are busy weaklingspoking around for reasonswe are happy little heathensit's just time we both admit itit's time we both admit it

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