Evelyn says beware the drop bear
I scribble verses in the air
I push the water and the paint
Random lines, some bold, some faint
And wrestle with a crocodile
Despondency then force a smile
Remembering the sun that strikes
On sandhill sleds and cruiser bikes
Without a song I feel unwell
Steal one to make one so no one can tell
And lose my footing, lose all sense
Of things I love that give offence
Let it sink in
Let it sink in
Evelyn says to clear the desk
My fear of life, financial risk
Blues dynamic and funny too
He learned to play it better than you
It’s not a mystery, not a trick
Nothing to do with the devil’s music
Let it sink in
Let it sink in
Evelyn says behold apocalypse
Maps and books, flags and ships
Evelyn says beware the drop bear
Evelyn says beware
