the tragically hip
something on
Your imagination's having puppies It could be a video for new recruits Just stare into the camera And pretend that you got the flu Or dream of impossible vacations And get all teary from the wind Look as though you're standing at the station Long after the train came in  And see how the space tautens Like there's something on And you're never more hot than When you've got something on  Picture a century of water Bury the pipeline guy right here Kill the dream of possible vacations With the sweep of a mapping pioneer Outside there's hectic action The ice is covering the trees And one of 'em's interconnecting With my Chevrolet Caprice  Black out to phantom power And like there's nothing on And hammering the tower And now there's nothing on  We'll ride the monorail Rocking gently home on the trail You want to show me the moon  I know you're standing at the station I know there's nothing on I know that alienation I know the train's long gone I can see how your face tautens Like you've got something on It makes me feel just rotten But you've got something on