Chancellor Songtext
von Gord Downie

Seconds from pajamas I must
First open all the doors and the windows
And invite the vampire in to be one of us

Then in the guise of cool air
In the softer hours he′s there
Sitting talking in the voice of your mother
About leaving one good party for another
And the night of a thousand missteps
And the loss that made him dogged
Or it could have been the doggedness
That caused the loss in the first place I guess


I'm discovering uses for you I thought I′d never find
I could've made chancellor without you on my mind

Crazy daisies and wooden stars
The threat of oxygen on Mars
Marching armies in the night
Smiling strangers riding by on bikes
Children smoking, sloganeers on mics
Just a few things most vampires don't like

I′m discovering uses for you I thought I′d never find
I could've made chancellor without you on my mind

Before the dawning′s first light I must
First close up all the doors and the windows
And try to trap that cool air in to be one with us


I'm discovering uses for you I thought I′d never find
I could've made chancellor without you on my mind