Let’s skip Condor Avenue
It was on the tape that you sent me
I can’t sleep with that song in my head
Fast forward to a place that he can’t be
All that we know is he died way too young
By knife, with his wife near the door
But what really went down nobody knows
We were never that close to the core
On a plane to Los Angeles
Wondering about Jennifer Chiba
What’s left of the wife when the rumours go ‘round
Do the sad kids about still remind ya ?
Somebodies talking to somebody else
About something they won’t ever know
Washing other hands of the man when he left
Who gave up on then so long ago
Always somebody talking to somebody else
But the story is not yours to be told
Favoring the one that you don’t understand
He gave up on us long ago
