They Might Be Giants Cabbagetown
I was laying on the porch As the bus drove by Just talking to the dog About thinking to myself There are so many big ideas We could talk about But nothing that gets said Gets us out of Cabbagetown Oh, Cabbagetown Oh, Cabbagetown I will leave and I'll return Oh, Cabbagetown I talked to my old grandad As he fell into the sea He said "Time and tide are one thing That no one understands I talked to my uncle Jack As he tried to talk to me With a bottle in one hand And another in the other Oh, Cabbagetown Oh, Cabbagetown I will leave and I'll return Oh, Cabbagetown SONG: Siftin' Siftin'...Siftin'...Siftin'...Siftin' Siftin'...Siftin'...Siftin'...Siftin'