Plateau

Many a hand has scaled the grand old face of the plateau Some belong to strangers and some to folks you know Holy ghosts and talk show hosts are planted in the sand To beautify the foothills and shake the many hands nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs action when you got words When you've finished with the mop then you can stop And look at what you've done The plateau's clean no dirt to be seen And the work it took was fun nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs action when you got words the many hands began to scan around for the next plateau Some said it was in Greenland and some in Mexico Some decided it was nowhere except for where they stood But they were all just guesses wouldn't help you if they could