Rumbling Joker Lyrics - Robert Pollard

Rumbling joker hides a lot 

Rumbling joker lies a lot to you 

Leads a calibrated life 

Never does it rudely, foolishly 

Cool inside 

May we always cry 

May we drink them dry 

May we wake up small and pale 

Asking very good questions 

Justifying an existence 

In the belly of the whale 

Rum professor gathers wounds 

Hidden in the frozen dunes by the highway 

And a sour arrangement cries 

Dead before the ink dries 

Im not surprised 

Bruised inside