Plateau
Many a hand scaled the grand old face of the plateau
Some belonged to strangers, some to folks you know
Holy ghosts and talk show hosts are planted in the sand
To beautify the foothills, and shake the many hands
Nothing on top but a bucket and a mop
And an illustrated book about birds
See a lot up there but dont be scared
Who needs action when you got words
When youve finished with the mop then you can stop
And look at what youve done
The plateaus clean, no dirt to be seen
And the work it took was fun
Many a hand began to scan around for the next plateau
Some say it was greenland, and some say mexico
Others decided it was nowhere except for where they stood
But those were all just guesses, wouldnt help you if they could
song performed by Nirvana
Added by Lucian Velea
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