A Hofner bass named Zelda
With strings too high to play
Realizing all those dreams
That should have faded away
Slipping on a sheet of ice
Spinning 'round and 'round
Nothing very frightening
Nothing too profound
See the band rehearsing
And cursing out the scene
Gigging in the Tenderloin
Looking rough and lean
Nothing in the cupboard
Needles in the fridge
Somewhere in the Mission
Just across the bridge
In that final instant
Beyond all love and fear
Is there a perfect moment
Where everything is clear?
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