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Keep Walking
09:35
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Better dedicate a dozen or so
of them gophers in the ground.
You'll find a family of five
getting highway downtown.
It's a hyphy hayride
with John Deere and the troops.
I'd rather have a snake pit, boy,
than bulldoze a chicken coop.
Wind up the cable and fasten it to the beat
Skinny dip river, salmon spawn downstream.
Keep walking.
I'm on a cloud.
My back is broken and my dogs get loud.
Cut the grass. You got a half gallon of sprouts.
Get tossed into a lunch sack with the prize fighter bouts
Tip of the pen sits a uniform in hat
Well perched abreast to that sits a rifle and a bat
Tip off the guard if you're looking to get caught
Well, at least its air conditioned in my cell beneath the parking lot
Keep Walking
High fists at noon
Somebody's making noise down in the collagen room
Raise the stakes
Barbeques out in back,
and my wife's in the kid's room sipping on her cognac.
Baby's in the cradle, he's not making a fuss.
Where a kid can really be a kid, take you on back to Toys 'R' Us.
Keep walking.
I'm on a cloud
My shoes are soaking and my thoughts get loud.
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2. |
Horses
06:13
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Scissor kick your little sis
Backed into a scissor lift
Try to pick the paper and the winner
You're growing up so goddamn fast
Where were you out skipping class
Inside the world with mother nature
Climb aboard this rusty spoon
with sharpened knives and wooden shoes
Candle wax and super glue the ticket
Eyes wide open stapled up
Horses ate your tablecloth.
You just now heard of Wilson Pickett
Someone spilled oil on my new shirt
Someone broke my heart and it hurt
I'm itching my way into an itchy wool sweater
I'll start the day when I start feeling better.
Mustang Sally, Sally Sue
Oh she ate that superglue, and
Horses, they can be cannibalistic
That funny taste the glue was laced
Damn near made a Federal case
Out of this whole situation
I'm a cowboy cast in stone
I eat my meals I eat alone
Suddenly I feel so altruistic
From him and her to me and you
whoever ate the superglue
I hope you enjoy these fascinations
Someone spilled oil on my new shirt
Someone broke my heart and it hurt
I'm itching my way into an itchy wool sweater
I'll patent the deed when I start feeling better.
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3. |
Move to the City
08:35
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When you lost all your marbles
Thats how you met me
When you called down for lightening
You'll see
When you moved to the city
That's how you met me
When you lost all your money
at the horse race
Call me up whenever you want to
Call me up anytime
Call me up when ever you want to lay awake
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4. |
The White Stripes Song
12:13
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I don’t wanna go to school
I just want to play guitar
I hope you dont think im a fool
I just think it’ll get me more far than workin hard
Tear down a wall
Tear down a wall
Because you werent always this bald
I dont wanna go to work
I just wanna lay in bed
Hope you dont think im a jerk
I’m not trying to get ahead
Tear down a wall
Tear down a wall
Because you werent always this bald
Tear down a wall
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5. |
Silurian Mountains
05:07
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The throne of mankind is perched on a cliff
The carbonic rock and the acid base shift
Acts like a buffer as rain water drips
Limestone and moss where I wait in the mist
Look up at blue Silurian Mountains
Mankind’s greed quarried rock from earth
As quarrelling kings sought to fill their purse
Blessed as they were to live beside the mine
Turned to Calcium and cementite
With hardened hearts let those demons out
As rock formations started to melt
Royalty would not leave his keep
Leave Mother Earth to kill them as they sleep
Look up at the blue Silurian Mountains
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Better dedicate a dozen or so
of them gophers in the ground.
You'll find a family of five
getting highway downtown.
It's a hyphy hayride
with John Deere and the troops.
I'd rather have a snake pit, boy,
than bulldoze a chicken coop.
Wind up the cable and fasten it to the beat
Skinny dip river, salmon spawn downstream.
Keep walking.
I'm on a cloud.
My back is broken and my dogs get loud.
Cut the grass. You got a half gallon of sprouts.
Get tossed into a lunch sack with the prize fighter bouts
Tip of the pen sits a uniform in hat
Well perched abreast to that sits a rifle and a bat
Tip off the guard if you're looking to get caught
Well, at least its air conditioned in my cell beneath the parking lot
Keep Walking
High fists at noon
Somebody's making noise down in the collagen room
Raise the stakes
Barbeques out in back,
and my wife's in the kid's room sipping on her cognac.
Baby's in the cradle, he's not making a fuss.
Where a kid can really be a kid, take you on back to Toys 'R' Us.
Keep walking.
I'm on a cloud
My shoes are soaking and my thoughts get loud.
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