Elaborate Lyrics

Gordon Downie Elaborate

I was talking to Tim.
He said you had a problem
But didn't elaborate.
He was on a streetcar home
Talking on his cell phone
He couldn't elaborate
He said, 'The bad news come down.'
Triple-screening or the ultra-sound
Didn't look so great
He said he saw you with your guitar
And you were low
He didn't elaborate.
He said, 'Just call him, ya know,
because I can't really, ya know, elaborate.'