Plain

Missoula, Montana 1984 The year of big government taking over The river gleams with sunlight New wave bliss under patchy fog tonight The strands of your hair fell Opened your eyes, the start of a spell The perpetual-movement gleam in your eye Cutting your hair, length of your stride Plain, so plain Just look the other way Do you want to stay and stay with me? Walk home from work, bitter and cold No 4X4s spinning out of control But nothing much gets over these mountain tops Snow in the street and the moon in the sky Is like a fish's eye, scaly and grey Its rays and this cigarette are lighting my way I walk home from, it's bitter and cold And I'll never know what it's like to grow old You're plain, so plain Just look the other way Do you want to stay and stay with me?