You can tear out my heart But you'd better take my liver too 'Cause it won't be of much use when I'm through Well the Moon looked like it was weeping As it blew a kiss goodbye And disappeared behind the Pacific sky Deep and dark were the tears I would have spilled in my beer But I held them inside out of fear Caught beneath the waves of equilibrial cave-ins A whale trying to ditch a harpoon Tied to the tracks alive while the train's cabooze Deals the last blow and I'll be home by noon