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the state and affect the earth
And pass my spirit on again
Until it's triggered by a birth
I resonate
You Resonate
I say echo
You vibrate

I'm in this
think you're safe
And when you go to turn away
You know they're sharpening all their paper knives

All in your mind
All in your head
Try to relate
fresh air
I'd miss my mates
This place is a state

You'd do your work from home
Online or on the phone
I could grow vegetables
Sounds like a load of balls
They say in chess, you gotta kill the queen
And then you mate it
Oh I, do you?
A funny thing, the king who gets himself assassinated
Hey now,
And the newspaper for me get me in such a vexed state
Kill a man with your bare hand even if your best mates
'Cause if you believe every word the press says 
You
In this present state of grace
I hold my head up high
Though the water damage froze
Another flood will soon be by
Here and now is all we'll be
takin a trip mates
I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green

Oh in Fiddler's Green is a place I've heard tell
Where sailormen go if they don't go
beautiful, the barman holds aloft the crystal glass and I'm having all that's in the 
Bubble in the bottom of the bottle 
Then by three or four, your head's
Yeah!!! 

Well they want to hold me with wrongful suspicion 
Down at the state house 
And I'm all bundled up in an awkward position
Down at the state
to Texas
It's just the kind of placed where I should be
Yea there's a lot of room 
Beneath that southern moon
Texas your a good ol' state by me

Uah
And for a moment I was taken
And all paths lead
To a single conclusion, yeah

Everything is good for you
If it doesn't kill you
Everything is good for
The scared are the chosen few, 
Looking for the times we knew.
Color of the day's gone by, 
Hang your head up to the sky.
The sky, your head's in
ending
Is another one's beginning

Bring back your head
Here comes trouble
To turn me and be well
Cover your heart

Everything is good for you
If
I've been up all night and the night before my teeth are dirty my eyes are sore
There was good time had by all accounts we've been drinking to you
door
One foot in
the stage door
Some disaffected
fly-by man

Got wired by a cable
Got wild on a table
Scared the shit out of me
All for the free
beginning

Bring back your head
We'll come struggle to turn the angry words
Cover you up

Everything is good for you
If it doesn't kill you
Everything is good
another one's beginning

Bring back your head
We'll come struggle to turn the angry words
Cover you up

Everything is good for you
if it doesn't kill
cesspool
Of extreme wealth and excess
Whoa oh

The phrase world leaders
Does not describe the heads of state
Those few in power
Work only for
cesspool
Of extreme wealth and excess
Whoa oh

The phrase world leaders
Does not describe the heads of state
Those few in power
Work only for
What is all the fuss about
There should be more in your heads by now
Than what goes on at night in peoples' beds

Hands up for lovers
Feeling good
a headless body on the wall
Is it your body? Where's your head?
It must be down the hall, is it tangled in intestines?
Screaming and trying to reconnect
In
Heading out, you heart beating in your head 
Riding of the Texas wind 
Raise your feet as you cross the state line 
Waking up, the Mesa sun
again, but there's delay
It's more than I can take

And it got to me
When you state your love
And you walk away
What could you be on?
Now you're not
All the words that I want to hear 
Are distorted by your weaknesses and fear 
And your lies that I push away 
I might accept them on your good
Hank he said it all
When he said country folks can survive

In every state, there's a station,
Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon
In foreign