Lyrics:
Me, debunk an American myth?
And take my life in my hands?
Where the great plains begin
At the hundredth meridian
At the hundredth meridian
Me, debunk an American myth?
And take my life in my hands?
Where the great plains begin
At the hundredth meridian
At the hundredth meridian
(Baow)
Chasing the bag, I race (Bag)
I make a plain bitch great (Plain bitch)
Look in his eyes, he hatin' (He hatin')
Feeling your vibe, you safe (I
These old-back roads, these freedom trails These avenues drenched in light
These cart-path lanes, across great plains These old-back roads is where you
you know and hell you will be living in
I've seen what's beyond the door
Swirling stars and a hologram of earth
I landed upon the great plain
I've been looking to die
When it's my time in those great plains
You've had a hell of a ride
So why don't you show me the way
He was holding
He was
the wind in your hair
And the sunset burnin' gold
And from the mountains to the sea
Great Plains to New Orleans
Where the Mississippi River flows
Don't it
Great plains, hardcore scenes
May not be the biggest but, lord, they're mean
And though my mind has been shot to hell
The details of that night I
for miles and miles
It's as lonely as a great plains Conoco
I came to say good bye, and to hug you
But I wasn't brave enough to say that
So I
old man
I grew up on the great plains
In a small town trying to make a name
You can't push us aside you can't cast away
Cause over these fields no man
Portland to Gainesville
From the great plains to Niagara
Route 66 straight to California
Electric lights carry the night
We move in 4/4 time
Our
to l.a.
from portland to gainesville
from the great plains to niagara
route 66 straight to california
electric lights carry the night
we move in
the great plains
To get to you
We will go far
We will run wide
Leaving all our misery
Here in my imagination I'll
Be running home to you
Do you know the way
the Wood of the Suicides
Devour their souls
Down in hell
Rain of fire
Covering great plains of sand
As the river of blood crosses the blasphemers
From outer
Over the treetops over the mountains
Over the great plains the million highways
There's nothing more to see
There's nothing more to find
So I´m just
I've been all across
The great plains and more
Well I've been from the east to the westerly shores
And I've seen all there is
For these poor eyes
strange but that's OK On a rainy Sunday afternoon... In your place In our place In the swarm So from the great plains ...From the void... I will wait for
a chance, but yet again maybe I don't
But when I hear your voice, it chills me to the bone
Like a horse that's bound to run wild
Go and roam the Great Plains
dusk
Great plains - Barren like my heart
Empty - It's a black cold world
Is this some kind of dream?
Why won't someone wake me?
The world goes
but that's OK
On a rainy Sunday afternoon
In your place
In our place
In the swarm
So from the great plains
From the void
I will wait for you
I!
In nineteen and ninety-six we ventured to the moon
Onto the the sea of crisis like children from the womb
We journeyed 'cross the great wall, plain
far and wide
Gravel roads and the corn fields, miles of rollin' wheat
Welcome to the Great Plains, welcome to the Great Plains
Welcome, to the Home
where I gave up
If it was not in Iowa
Iowa
Somewhere in the middle of the middle of the Great Plains I saw
A little girl waving her hand out
of the Great Plains. Summer come and the days grew long. Rainey always had his mother's smile to depend on. Along a street of stray bullets he made his way,
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