World Container - The Tragically Hip

There’s a world container with your name on it

And a billion ways to go berserk

When the country quits on you it must be dinner

And the Himmler on this one is there’s no dessert

He’s the one who couldn’t imagine

All the people living life in peace

Good news, you get to vanish

Go to Cleveland, be an indie smash

The good news is now you’re smaller

The bad news is you can be smaller than that

Go suck some souls, be a reader, get used

Laugh at a funeral or two

Laugh and laugh till all the chameleons turn black

Laugh and laugh till you’re told, «Please don’t come back»

Then fake incredulous, say, «I just can’t believe

How’d it get this late so early?»

Say, «Ain't life a grand» and, «I'm in awe of you all»

Then drop into your haunted bunk

Go to your touchless times, out where the water’s drying

Go past the 'No Attractions Past This Point' sign

What you’ll find there are all flaws in progress

Where all songs are one song and that song is Don’t Forget

Yeah, all songs are one song and that song is Don’t Forget

Yeah, I’ve faked incredulous, said, «I just can’t believe

How’d it get this late so early?»

Said, «Ain't life a grand» and, «I'm in awe of you all»

I’ve dropped into my haunted bunk

Been to the touchless times, out where the water’s drying

Been past the 'No Attractions Past This Point' sign

What we have here are all flaws in progress

Where all songs are one song and that song is Don’t Forget

Where all songs are one song and that song is Don’t Forget

Where all songs are one song and that song is Don’t Forget