We're going up to Vermont
Where the angels are dressed in black.
To avoid being captured
By your hungry democrats.
Where iron is turned to gold
And kittens are turned to lions.
You can make the most dull things
Shiny, by trying.

We're going down to that lake
Where people are praying
Just to get some good vibrations
From souls we can touch.

People, souls we can touch.

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Vermont song meanings
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