YOU'RE WRONG ON YOUR SIDE - G.S.B.

(Apologies to Bob Dylan)

To the tune of "All Along the Watch Tower"

lyrics by Anonymous

Down the Bay the lobe is surging

And the moraine is getting high

The eskers are a forming

Jan Lundqvist wanders why.

Chorus:

Your're wrong on your side

I'm right on mine

That bed ain't deforming

I just don't see no sign.

There's a roaring and a cracking

As that mother starts to go

Tunnel channels are a blasted

Out through the frozen toe.

Chorus:

'Neath the ice meltwater's pounding

And there's vortices in spin

Though the bed it is resisting

Vorticity will win.

Chorus:

On the bed the till is fluted

and the diapirs upwell

The drumlins are eroded

The bedrock's ripped to hell.

Chorus:

I know just what you're saying

But the words don't sound too good

The evidence is growing

For a mother of a flood.