I-94 Lyrics
Do you remember when
We were living up in the Klondike
And you had run out of gin
Truck driving friend of mine said
You was in the noose
Director of the asylum
Decided to turn you loose
Eskimo Pies comin' to you
Yeah burning to you straight from hell
Living in Lincoln Park
Working up at Willow Run
Driving through the dark
I-94 so full of holes
I seem to hit everyone
Tranq city makes me feel the rain
Under cold grey sun
Eskimo Pies comin' to you
Yeah burning to you straight from hell
You never drank 'em down
You keep drinking Rolling Rock
You know I can't hang round
You got Garland Jeffreys on the car radio
You know I don't need you
You can go to Europe with Jean-Paul
Or anything you want to do
Eskimo Pies comin' to you
Yeah burning to you straight from hell
'Eskimo Pies coming to you' is one of the silliest, sub-Dada, quasi-Surrealist lyrics that should never have been uttered. It makes no logical, objective sense at all. Radio Birdman were a very important band, that's a fact, they gave Australia a glimpse into the Detroit style of rock that wasn't even known outside of the area in the olden days of the black + white dinosaur era. Deniz Tek was a native of the place and landed in Oz to spread the word (and study medicine). Unfortunately, the 'word' could be inane silliness like I-94, with references to Detroit and, for no logical reason, pies (from Alaska, no less). Maybe some people get a great vibe from the tune alone, after all, it is a great, straight ahead, no-frills rocker, that just happens to be laden by a laughable lyric. If somebody has some mystical insight into the 'true' meaning of the song, then I'll be instantly silenced, but until that fortuitous day comes, I'll remain steadfast in my view of its complete nonsense