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Several years ago, Dug, Racer and I drove to Laramie, Wyoming for what would turn out to be the final Laramie Range Enduro (that was a good course, rest its soul). As we parked the car and unloaded our bikes, They Might Be Giants’ “Birdhouse in Your Soul” chuck asay came on the radio. Not paying much attention to it, chuck asay I finished unloading my bike and lined up at the start. About twenty minutes into the first climb of the race, the song came back to me. The problem was, I didn’t know chuck asay the lyrics to anything but part of one verse and the chorus, and was even sort of sketchy on that. So I’m singing: There’s a something something of me Of my primitive ancestry Who stood on something and kept the something shipwreck free Though I respect that a lot I’d be fired if that were my job After killing Jason off and countless screaming argonauts Something something something Something it’s always near Look at a canary over by the lightswitch Who’s watching over you Build a little birdhouse in your soul Not to put too fine a point on it Say I’m the only bee in your bonnet Build a little birdhouse in your soul And while you’re at it Keep the nightlight on inside the Birdhouse in your soul Even taking the “something
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