The Tragically Hip Tiger the Lion Lyrics

This is Tiger the Lion
Gimme the Knuckles of Frisco
If there's danger in the language, gentlemen,
I suggest no further use of the two-way radio

John Cage had come to feel
That art in our time was
Far less important
Than our daily lives
To which so many'd become
More or less inclined

The purpose of it's not unique
Not to build masterpieces
For a delectative elite
But simply to wake to your life
Simply to wake to your life
Simply to wake to your life

You'll be serving the song
When you find out you won't change
Serving the song
Walking the range

John Cage had come to feel
Art in our time was
Much less important
Than our daily lives
If there's a perpetual plan
For discovery days
Where everyone can take part
In what he called
Purposeless play
And there's a sign of life in this play
Not to get order from chaos
Tell you how to create
But simply to wake to your life
Simply to wake to your life
Simply to wake to your life
Simply to wake to your life
Simply to wake to your life

You'll be serving the song
When we find out you won't change
Serving the song
Bombing the range

This is Tiger the Lion
Get me into the pillows
If you're painted by radar, gentlemen,
There'll be no further use of the two-way radio