Forward From Reverse

Albert should of kept his mouth shut
Gotten high and just stayed quiet
But he was in the good lord's dice game
So he had a roll and tried it

I could of told you Al
I could have told you yeah
Old Enola
She's so gay
Maybe it'd been better
If you had missed the train

Cause we never get a minute
Not a second to rehearse
Think we're going forward
Turns out to be reverse
You can add it up and count it out
Nothing could be worse
Cause in a room without a window
You can't tell forward from reverse

Fyodor was a gambling whore
But a damned good friend of mine
Tells a hell of a story
Bout a little parricide

And he looks just like he's dying
When he goes into the fits
I asked him once if it hurt him much
And he said 'da' quite a bit

Cause I never get a minute
Not a second to rehearse
Nod off going forward
Wake up in reverse
You can think it out
And write it down
Send it to the church
But in a room without a window
You can't tell forward from reverse

Charlie Darwin left his darling'
Went sailing on the Beagle
Threw the good lord overboard
And told us it's all legal

So the fittest they drew up a list
And the flags all came unfurled
Some of us are still looking for
The wonders of the world

Cause they never got a minute
Not a second to rehearse
The train that took'em forward
Turned up travlin' in reverse
You can add'em up and count'em out
Nothing could be worse
Cause in a room without a window
You can't tell forward from reverse