The drummers and jugglers in Montreal
Don't even exist at all
So I'm tearing up these tarot cards and Venetian clowns
Antique shops and alcoholic homosexuals
You may ask why I want to torch my home town
Partly it’s bitterness and hopping around
And ‘round again on Ontario Street looking up
Maybe I'll catch him on his way to the show
You travel the world and find all the answers
Ev'rything operates on the unattainable
And then you hear your mother laugh attached to the phone
Could have walked around the block, ‘cause all roads lead to home
Say, will you ever, ever, ever know?
Ever, ever, ever fly away?
Will you ever, ever, ever go?
Ever, ever, ever find a way?
The drummers and jugglers in Montreal Don't even exist at all So I'm tearing up these tarot cards and Venetian clowns Antique shops and alcoholic homosexuals
You may ask why I want to torch my home town Partly it’s bitterness and hopping around And ‘round again on Ontario Street looking up Maybe I'll catch him on his way to the show
You travel the world and find all the answers Ev'rything operates on the unattainable And then you hear your mother laugh attached to the phone Could have walked around the block, ‘cause all roads lead to home
Say, will you ever, ever, ever know? Ever, ever, ever fly away? Will you ever, ever, ever go? Ever, ever, ever find a way?