Nirvana - Plateau lyrics

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