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Live from Las Vegas at the Palms [Itunes Exclusive] (My Morning Jacket) · Wild Palms [Original Soundtrack] (Lou Christie) · Palms & Runes, Tarot & Tea: A Michael Penn Collection (Michael Penn) · iTunes Live from Las Vegas at the Palms (Hinder) · Doo Wop Under the Palms (Five Boroughs) · Palms (Palms) · Wild Palms (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Palms (Palms) · 1000 Palms (Surfer Blood) · 29 Palms / Whole Lotta Love (Robert Plant) – and 90 other albums »


29 Palms

She's a yip-yip-yippy-eyed dolly
A new kinda gal of the west
And yip-yip-yippy by-golly
Whatever she does, she does her best

She
She left twenty-nine broken hearts
Broken in twenty-nine parts
Now there are twenty-nine fellas complainin' to their moms
About the lady from 29
the time lucky gets lucky
When he steps out of the getaway car

Feeling fine rhymes on cell 29
Feeling lonely in cell 29
I can remember your face
And I
on everything

Could you tell her to check the headlines
This boy burns angels in the river
You know I dreamed about you
For 29 years before
I saw you
if you wanna stick around
Me and the boys got our own little plan
Somebody out there will understand
And keep the world in the palm of our hand

I
but hours
Must really have rushed by, I didn't realize
But love was in your eyes I really should have
Gone, but love went on and on

[Chorus]
Dried to the core
Let's stick together
And piss on the choice
The paste will stay
Eroding in place
Track 29
Judgement maized
The pasted will stay
Dried
like a present
Take her fancy in the past
Her sedan skims along the floorboard
Her two pipes hummin’ carbon come
Got her wheel out of a B-29 Bomber,
could take on any side
They always came for Bradman 'cause fortune used to hide in the palm of his hand 

A team came out from England
Wally Hammond
as the combs where the bees go in
When she walks flowers surround her
Let their nectar come in to the air around her
She loves her love sticks out like stars
full of yachts
A leopard with a mink
And an arm full of clocks
All hand wound everyday by a Spock
Get money

Money (x29)
Motherfucker

Money is
still but hours
Must really have rushed by, I didn't realize,
But love was in your eyes, I really should have
Gone, but love went on and on...

Last train
mean
She sticks my boots in the washing machine
Sticks me with buckshot when I'm nude
Puts bubblegum in my food
She's funny, wants my money, calls me
wouldn't let me on the tennis court.

I gotta woman, she's so mean
She sticks my boots in the washing machine
Sticks me with buckshot when I'm nude
Puts
Birds cry warning from a hidden branch
Carving out a future with a gun and an axe
I'm way beyond the gavel and the laws of man
Still living in the palm
Once I believed in things unseen  I was blinded by the dark 
Out of the multitude to me he came and broke my heart 

When the dust in the fields has
Once I believed in things unseen
I was blinded by the dark
Out of the multitude to me
He came and broke my heart

When the dust in the field has
inside
** under the heel of a stranger he holds you captive by his charms
I saw the signs but not the danger now he's the hero in your arms

Every night
on her face
The tears on her face
The tears on her face
You can put them back together with your paper and paste

Stick out your tongue
Drink down
to even see when you're alone

But the day is too short and you can't find support in the sun
You had thought you'd decide to just stick out the ride
evolution is a thing of no use
It likes to call itself intelligent design

So here's the world in the palm of my hand
How come I'm feeling so tender
It's
Get out of my garden

Passion vine
Texas sage
Indigo spires salvia
Confederate jasmine
Royal cape plumbago
Arica palm
Pygmy date palm
My name is Billy Austin, I'm 29 years old
I was born in Oklahoma, 
Quarter Cherokee I'm told
Don't remember Oklahoma, 
It's been so long since I
tuberculent? wakes
On planet mars
(pretty mean)
Palm ? brokers? looking
Palm ? brokers? looking
Pretty mean
Your past out past by the fire (? black coal? )
Bell tower 
At the station
Is ringin' the morning out.
Imprisoned by

The situation.
Would be every bit as sour
If I miss you half as much.