Sonic Youth

Long way...
A long way...
A long way home...
Take a long way
Take a take a take a long way back home
Aaaaahh...
Guitar, guitar, guitar...
Oooooohhaaaaaayyyyy...
Back home...
I said...
You are...
You are a poet...
You... aaahhh...
You are a poet aaaah...
Take a long way home...
Take a long waaaaay home to me...
Take a long way hoooooooome to me
You are a... you are a poet
And I will fuck you
I will fuck you... I will fuck you...
But you are a poet
Praise you now...
Praise you now
You are a poet
Praise you...

You aaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeee
Poetic
I will fuck you aaaaaaahhhh
I send my poem
To aaaahh...
Good Housekeeping
Good Housekeeping
Good Housekeeping aahh...
I send my poem
To Good Housekeeping
They paid me ten dollars
For my poem

But you're a poet and I fuck you

For Good Housekeeping...
To a to a to a to a...
To a to a to a to a...

[outro too quiet to decipher]