Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band — Hobo-Ism

Not [?], not dissonance Hobo-ism Not [?], not dissonance Well it's not [?], not [?] Not [?], not dissonance Pure and simple: Railroad-ism Railroad-ism Stop! Stoop! [?] Grab on, hold the woodwork Gotta [?] [?] way up front It's free [?] Poke the thing next to me Gimme a drink Well I fell asleep [?] bleeding I haven't been eating Well it's Not [?], not dissonance Not dissonance, not [?] Oh, it's Hobo-ism Just throw your leg over, madam Grab this lever [?] Then I rode and I rode and I rode and I rode Rode that train [?] [?] with me [?] engineers [?] [?] with the moon Well the rails are meltin' [?] Don't know where I'm going But it's totally free Throw your leg over, baby Right to the rail Right to the rail Where we're going now There ain't no jail Well it's not [?] and it's not dissonance Not [?] and it's not dissonance It's hobo-ism Well this [?] [?] deep Gonna go and make my Railroad creep Well they [?] ladders [?] That's why [?] Don't call me a styled thing Well the [?] is bleeding From the other night All those beans taste like snakes to me If I had a pocket then Wouldn't you think I'd have a pocket knife? Well I left it in my Long-time wife That's why I'm Riding the rail all day and night I know it [?] But I don't know the night Well I told the world To go fly a kite Stupid Grab a short smoke Smokin laid open Grabbed the wood work