| Song | The Thousandth And Tenth Day Of The Human Totem Pole |
| Artist | Captain Beefheart |
| Album | Ice Cream For Crow |
| 作词 : VanVliet | |
| The thousandth and tenth day of the human totem pole. | |
| The morning was distemper grey, | |
| Of the thousandth and tenth day of the human totem pole. | |
| The man at the bottom was smiling. | |
| He had just finished his breakfast smiling. | |
| It hadn't rained or manured for over two hours. | |
| The man at the top was starving. | |
| The pole was a horrible looking thing | |
| With all of those eyes and ears | |
| And waving hands for balance. | |
| There was no way to get a copter in close | |
| So everybody was starving together. | |
| The man at the top had long ago given up | |
| But didn't have nerve enough to climb down. | |
| At night the pole would talk to itself and the chatter wasn't too good. | |
| Obviously the pole didn't like itself, it wanted to walk! | |
| It was the summer and it was hot | |
| And balance wouldn't permit skinning to undergarments. | |
| It was an integrated pole, it was taking on an reddish brown cast. | |
| Exercise on the pole was isometric, | |
| Kind of a flex and then balance | |
| Then the highest would roll together, | |
| The ears wiggle, hands balance. | |
| There was a gurgling and googling heard | |
| A tenth of the way up the pole. | |
| Approaching was a small child | |
| With Statue of Liberty doll. |
| zuò cí : VanVliet | |
| The thousandth and tenth day of the human totem pole. | |
| The morning was distemper grey, | |
| Of the thousandth and tenth day of the human totem pole. | |
| The man at the bottom was smiling. | |
| He had just finished his breakfast smiling. | |
| It hadn' t rained or manured for over two hours. | |
| The man at the top was starving. | |
| The pole was a horrible looking thing | |
| With all of those eyes and ears | |
| And waving hands for balance. | |
| There was no way to get a copter in close | |
| So everybody was starving together. | |
| The man at the top had long ago given up | |
| But didn' t have nerve enough to climb down. | |
| At night the pole would talk to itself and the chatter wasn' t too good. | |
| Obviously the pole didn' t like itself, it wanted to walk! | |
| It was the summer and it was hot | |
| And balance wouldn' t permit skinning to undergarments. | |
| It was an integrated pole, it was taking on an reddish brown cast. | |
| Exercise on the pole was isometric, | |
| Kind of a flex and then balance | |
| Then the highest would roll together, | |
| The ears wiggle, hands balance. | |
| There was a gurgling and googling heard | |
| A tenth of the way up the pole. | |
| Approaching was a small child | |
| With Statue of Liberty doll. |