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the moon struck one

Julie came running through the pasture, she was screaming at the sky
She fell down to her knees and the tears did fly
Little John
floor
And I'm standing over by the bandstand
Every eye gaping on John Finn's wife
Yeah, every eye gaping on John Finn's wife

Now John Finn's wife
Colene
And her peaches and cream
It'll give us a shot in the arm
Down at our Uncle John's farm

Rock on the porch swing
By the light of the moon
the laws of light
Over the moon by midnight
Let's do it all this time
Everyone wishing well we go

Everyone knows anything goes
We are the lotus kids
I preach my dear friends you are about to receive on john barley
Corn, nicotine and the temptations of eve.
[john doesn't sing/say this first
(Spoken):
"A preachment, dear friends, you are about to receive
On John Barleycorn, nicotine, and the temptations of Eve"
(Bronx cheer)

No parkin'
and the 
Jeep is shakin' the snake
Like a man upon the move for a 
Doll who doesn't hesitate
Bad John
You hear the sound of a sad song

And when
some

When I get you way out here
We'll take a little ride on the old John Deere
Stop by the creek where the corn grows tall
You won't wanna go back
he died in a fast car
With lots of booze drugs and sex
Make him up a demi God invent all the rest
Like character john's been trying it on
To get his
Words and music by John Kay

The night wind howls way up in the canyon
The moon comes out while fog rolls in
One more time I'm waiting for
style to stlye

[Aceyalone]
So much room when you're circling the moon
And don't wanna come back down, trapped and doom

[The Soul of John Black-Singing]
all one in old religion
Meet me by the waving rye
The question mark in the scarecrow's eye

Gaelic runes and harvest moons
Shinto dogs
(ian hunter/darrell bath/honest john plain)

(transcribed by colin ford)

Oh!!
Well I climbed through the fence, out with the (? ), head for
get that treat on full moons. 
Besides, I know there's a lot of young people here, 
And I would want anybody to

Last time it happened, grown men
(Spoken):
"A preachment, dear friends, you are about to receive
On John Barleycorn, nicotine, and the temptations of Eve"
(Bronx cheer)

No parkin'
on every roof 
By the light of the neon moon
Santa wrapped his bag with a dixie-flag 
He was havin' the time of his life
And you could hear him call
Brutes execute like John Wilkes Boothe
Controlled by choke holds, low blows and broken tooth
Fists bring the pain rain like monsoon
Split the scene
God bless my soul
But life is so sublime going out like Brad Nowell
I got that Kurt Cobain type of mind-frame
Feeling like Keith Moon shrooms in my
midnight the moon’s bright blue
I felt a hand grab the heel of my right shoe (Fuck was that?)
I looked down and it was John Woo (John Woo?)
Tied
It was there that I called to my true love
Who was pale as millennial moons
Honey, where did you come by that wound?

When I woke, he was gone
(Spoken):
"A preachment, dear friends, you are about to receive
On John Barleycorn, nicotine, and the temptations of Eve"
(Bronx cheer)

No parkin'
By the shores of Gitche Gumee 
By the shining Big Sea Water 
Downward through the evening twilight 
In the days that are forgotten 
From the land
In this world (this that feeling)
What's happening to love? (It's that feeling you miss)
I'd like to know (it's that love, it's that passion)
to the sto'
Bitches wish I wrote
I said they couldn't be saved by (John Doe x2)
I slid past on the gas
Bitches looking at me
It's good x2
Like the granddaddy
humming
Dynamite, dynamite, clef I got the cash
Yo let's skip town like harlem nights

Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my