Pathfinder Songtext
von Giant Sand

But he was dead on his feet
Too many ends to meet
He felt like an empty gun
He felt the claw of the law
Heard the voice say, "Son, what is it you′re up to?"

You looking like an accident waiting to happen
You looking like an accident waiting to happen
What happen to you, what happen to you

Be it politics, money or dope
Empty pockets, and emptier hope
You could've been all tucked in tonight
Ted Koppel could′ve been your night light
Instead, we're both out here


Looking like an accident's waiting to happen
Looking like accidents waiting to happen

Good cop Yang and bad cop Yin
Strap on cuffs and they take him on in
Yin says, "This is just like shotgun fishing
We ought to come back to this hole again"

Bitten lip bantor, loose-leaf panthers
Way too wordy an episode
Likes to ride standing up on a bumpier road
Yang says, "What was it you think the kiddie was trying to say?"
The kid screams out, "Just an accident, I didn′t plan it this way"

Pathfinder, pathfinder, ′tween wrath and rage
Time displayed on the open page
Pathfinder, pathfinder, well displayed