Vapour Trails

Titillation's been replaced By interstate, brick face and Coffee-Mate And by a list of phone calls You'll like to make Where you could sit on the edge of your bed And you could stare into your own shoes And in the pools of light there Go wherever you choose Just rig up a complication And if it derails You can throw away the rudder And float away like vapour trails There's nothing funnier than pride In an utterly confident stride So I pulled the car on over To give you a ride Damn this sleepy weather he said As he marched in sopping wet shoes Through rain pools evaporating He says in this sign I'll conquer you I pulled the car on over To give you a ride But there's nothing uglier Than a man hitting his stride Past Mexicans all dressed in beige shirts Leaning over their hoes Now the morning's over It's time to let them sprinklers hose Past hills of chambermaids' dark bare arms And fields of muscle quilted to the bone Right now I'm flying over Yeah, right now I'm flying home Where I can sit on the end of my bed And I can stare into my own shoes And in the pools of light years Go wherever I choose And throw away the rudder And float away on vapour trails (Mexicans dressed in beige shirts) I rigged up a complication (leaning over their hoes) Totally derailed So I throw away the rudder Float away like vapour trails (now the morning's over) I pulled the car on over (It's time to let them sprinklers hose) Throw away the rudder Throw away the rudder Throw away the rudder (float away on a vapour trail) Throw away the rudder Throw away the rudder (float away on a vapour trail) Throw away the rudder Throw away the rudder (float away on a vapour trail) --- Vapour Trails - The Tragically Hip