The wash is out, it's hanging up
And all I have is nothing
Nothing to do, nothing to say
I think I must be dreaming

The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talkin' about
I don't think I will ever return again my friend

If I was king I'd wear a ring
And never hurt my people
I'd stay alert and dress to kill
I might even slip you something

The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talkin' about
I don't think I will ever return again my friend

What Deaner Was Talking About (Ween Cover)

Linda and Liz play instruments, and on occasion the two record the sound produced. The result is a dubious product that can only partially be described as "Songs."

What Deaner Was Talking About (Ween Cover)

Time Tunnel