The Residents - Crashing lyrics

The weather vane was pointing eastward When we heard the sound Of rolling thunder underneath The shed above the ground The gentle breezes long ago Had given way to rain When, moving in between the clouds We saw a shaking plane As we looked up and stood upon The field that we had plowed It seemed to stop and strangulate Upon the darkest cloud It made a graceful arching dive Into a field of gra** Yesterday we found a purse Today we found some gla**