how much do you remembernon a plane drowned in skynthe madmen in the mirrornor the face with the hollow eyengo swimming in the rivernall the trees dive into the icy groundnno message to delivernthankyou pleasenall roads lead straight ahead when you'renaiming for zeronnshe's taller than a tea chestnand she carries those winter eyesnand you'll never believe himnand he won't take my advicenshe does telekinesisnbut she's a cripple in a cagenand he walks a twisted milenjust to write a crooked pagenand i'll never believe againnsome things just ain't meant to bennow she's pregnant at the rodeonand i'm buying companynand the chairman of ejectnsays he won't take no for nonand i'm never gonna see it againnand i'm whistling as i go