The Ratio

Looking for a certain ratio
Someone must have left it underneath the carpet
Looking up and down the radio
Oh, oh, nothing there this time
Looking for a certain ratio
Someone said they saw it parking in a car lot
Looking up and down the radio
Oh, oh, nothing there this time
Going back down to the rodeo
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, here we go!

We are the table the captain’s table
let’s get it understood Let’s get it understood
We are the losers we are the cruisers
let’s get it understood Let’s get it understood
We are the diners the final diners
let’s get it understood Let’s get it understood
Most of us are tinkers, some of us tailors
And we’ve got candlesticks and lots of cocktail sticks
We saw the lovers the modern lovers and they looked very good
They looked as if they could
We are the neighbours the nosy neighbours we think just like you would
We think just like you should.

Brian Eno, The True Wheel

I have no idea what these words actually mean, or if they are even supposed to mean anything besides being a plug for The Modern Lovers. I do remember reading an interview with Eno many years ago in which he boasted that he chose the words for his lyrics purely for their sound not their meaning. At any rate this song has always appealed to me for what it suggests and evokes, and since a name for this blog was proving elusive...

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