Oh life, with your shoulders in the mirror

From the park when Dakota ran and brought you there

In the car when your mother lost her temper

The catalog and the catastrophic smile



Let the bugles play the sermon on the raid

I kissed you on the face

I kissed you on the playground



Oh Father John, you cannot tell me

What's right and wrong

You cannot tell me

I jump before I get around you

Oh Father John



Pick it up with the band on the Ronald Reagan Tollway

(Don't give up, let's go forget about yourself)



Illinois in it ran from the Ronald Reagan Tollway

Forget about yourself and all your plans



Oh life, with your colorful surprises

Eleanor, how you put one on disguises



Oh Father John, you cannot tell me

What's right and wrong

You cannot tell me



In the mortal life

Far in the morning light

We're back from Bloomington

We let the runners win



Far in the morning light

We let the movies play

A weekend from the holiday



Pick it up with the band 

On the Ronald Reagan toll way

(Don't break down, let's go... forget about yourself)



Illinois in it ran from the Ronald Reagan toll way

(If I'm wrong makes nothing right about yourself)



Snowmobile on the field where the gunners throw their weight around

Forget about yourself and all your plans