On The Verge Lyrics by The Tragically Hip

On The Verge Lyrics

    Here we are, now where are we?
    It's like nothing I've ever seen
    We got hoarse-throated hucksters whispered gimmicks
    Rubbernecking the curious cynics
    And headlong-walkers, one born every minute
    Do I plug it in? Or do I stick it in it?

    I don't know what came over me
    I'm too dumb for words
    I didn't think I'd like it here at all
    But I swear, I swear I'm on the verge

    Here we are, now who are you?
    The long lost Queen's of some Hoodoo?
    Well we're the last of the big-time penetrators
    Playing dead to fuck the undertaker
    The movie'll come out a little bit later
    The Men, The Legend, The Goat, The Satyr

    I don't know what came over me
    I'm too dumb for words
    I didn't say I'd like it here at all
    Bit I swear, I swear I'm on the verge

    Here we are, now don't ask how
    The time to leave was kinda now
    Well don't cry, baby, there's no cause for grief

    Deadheading's never gonna kill the Chief
    It's an empty road without relief
    And I'm a highway romance milking Thief

    I don't know what came over me
    I'm too dumb for words
    I didn't think I'd like it here at all
    But I swear, I swear I'm on the verge

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