Memo To The Man

That was that
 You know
 What to do
 Everybody
 Looking at the ring
 They don't know what to think
 The meds fell in a pit, and that was it
 On the outs
 Future, snap to thirds
 Maybe Friday
 TVs on the beach
 I hope that it is deep
 My head is so slow
 The moon is low
 Got it back
 Touch it
 Burn the disc
 Make a circle
 Take me off the list
 My clothes don't even fit
 Reflection is gone
 I could be wrong
 By the pool
 Panic
 We should leave
 Early morning
 Falling from the trees
 The wall is in my eye
 The birds are on time
 Cancel if you can
 You found the memo to the man
 It rained so I forgot about it
 Now my ears are ringing
 Step, step, step, watch where I step
 Cancel if you can
 You found the memo to the man
 Who's the first caller?
 My ears are ringing