It's not a quote from the Bible
It's not a chimp at the zoo
It's not the hand of your rival
It's not the arrival you knew
I'll prove her existence in everything
The soul of her rivers and stones
Her acquiescence to everything
Her essence, her presence, her bones
It's not the size of the Corvair
It's not the way that you die
It's not the day that you knealt and pray
But anybody could try
It's not the buildings and railroads
It's not the harvest of corn
It's not the chassis or engine
You were manic when you were born
Oh yeah, oh yeah