Emperor Penguin

I like the tone of your trumpet C'mon, let's spill some paint Let's raise a glass of milk to The end of another day And to the kiss that's still intangible The kids are all right, just unmanageable They won't do a damn thing you say Your voice is all detached on a radio-wave breeze We have another caller with a Bachelor's degree Talkin', alien invasion is the only chance for unity Well, sorry to interrupt you, caller But that's a physical impossibility That's a physical impossibility That's a physical impossibility You'd be tossed up or wash up The narrator relates And a Spartan Antarctican walk for many days Meet with Emperor Penguin, devotion to the egg And their women are swimmin' from half an ocean away Don't sound so detached, this is you and me Just give me your opinion before you turn to leave And your crust is just incredible The radio was edible When you said, don't wipe your asses with your sleeves You're a physical impossibility You're a physical impossibility It was a physical impossibility --- Emperor Penguin - The Tragically Hip