作词 : Malkmus
  Doctor's leaving for the holiday season
 got crystal ice picks, no gift for the gab
 and in the parking lot is a sedan he bought
 he never, he never complains when it's hot
 he phoned the foreign daughter in a sauna playing contract bridge
 they're soaking up the fauna, doing blotters
 I don't know which...which...which...
 boys are dying on these streets
 
 I know the medical world could knock you out
 to sell the coins that you jayed last Thursday
 dine by candelight and hold your savings tight
 you never, you never know when the bridge falls apart
 
 we spoke of latent causes, sterile gauzes
 and the bedside morale
 we traipse around the table talking sentences
 so incomplete... please! plea!
 boys are dying on these streets...