Phedippidations

Eight thousand dead here in Massachusetts I’ve tested negative now seven times I’d rather fear than be blatantly stupid just wear you mask is the new paradigm Splendid Isolation I don’t need no one Splendid isolation

Today I’m at the beach of Nantasket A Place on earth that I spent all my youth It’s been too long since I swam the Atlantic It’s good to be back, and that is the truth Splendid Isolation I don’t need no one Splendid isolation

My the Bravehearts are gonna play baseball 19 home games at the HIP in Worcestah I’d like to go to a game if it’s safe to Esta indecision - me molesta Splendid Isolation I don’t need no one Splendid isolation

"Bring out your dead” is a phrase we’re not hearing
 But still they’re dying, more every day In Florida the numbers are climbing The leaders there mostly lie by the way Splendid Isolation I don’t need no one Splendid isolation

This verse has e-lev-en / syl-la-bles to start This one has nine; / must rhyme the last word There’s ten in this line / written by Zevon Eight syl-la-bles / call me a nerd Splendid Isolation I don’t need no one Splendid isolation

Recorded in Launching Place on Prince Edward Island, a beautiful part of the world where the Walkers came to live.

Indiana Jones Walker was my best friend. A lemon beagle born on March 28th, 2009 in Swansea MA to Joey and Willow, Indy lived a great life and was deeply loved by his family: Lynn, Eva and Steve. Indy enjoyed meatballs, sniffing for bunnies, playing "Chase-me Chasey" and "The Grrrr Game", going for "walks" (i.e. dragging Steve around hunting for bunnies), howling at the neighbors, sleeping on his back, ripping the squeaker out of every toy he ever owned and watching our beloved Red Sox. He was a good boy.

The 14th Anniversary Episode of Phedippidations