Lyrics:
women
To the upper east side Mombiles
To all the Jamaican girls
And to the topless dancers
(Australian)
(And Brazilian)
(To the southern belles)
Pick pocket with a red coat on
Dishy dashing through a squirrel-farm
Police cats, high heeled hat
Pointing out just where it's at
And I close my eyes
In the southern part of Texas
In the town of San Antone
There's a fortress all in ruins that the weeds have overgrown
You may look in vain for
In the southern part of Texas
In the town of San Antone
There's a fortress all in ruins that the weeds have overgrown
You may look in vain for
To the cloudy lace
To the highest trails above
I feel so safe
I feel content
Send you all my love
Southern winds, shining rays
Are all I need for fight
squirrels are now a thing)
(Flying, shitting on my house)
Southern blood
Southern blood
Northern seas
Then one day we'll cry as the birds do
In a clear bright circle of wings and feathers
Flying over these green
Winter's gone and summertime's a coming and where I am ain't where I wanna be
I can hear my southern home a calling and it's calling out the old wild
It's jumping on trees
It's flying in sky
It's scramble on rocks and walls
It's so high
She'll eats ya
It's taking the nuts from the markets and shops
you're blue
I'll move on
Mister engineer with your throttle in hand
Take me back to that Southern land
It called moving
Keep a rolling
In the southern part of Texas
In the town of San Antone
There's a fortress all in ruins that the weeds have overgrown
You may look in vain for
To explore new worlds, without doubts
Magic squirrel, flying high
In her space shuttle reaching for the sky
Looking for purpose and something more
Finding
Flags were flying against the grayest sky
Pines were endless in the fading light
Southern summer, northern winter
Through the forest, the last light
you're blue
I'll move on
Mister engineer with your throttle in hand
Take me back to that Southern land
It called moving
Keep a rolling
Got out of town on a boat goin to southern islands.
Sailing a reach before a following sea.
She was making for the trades on the outside,
Let live and let it be
Make Christmas last forever
When Santa's flying in his magic sleigh
Goes all around the world in just a day
From the North
Those southern birds
Flying in the sky
No matter the hurt
Never asked why
Those southern birds
Always go home early
No matter how hurt
her lover
Got out of town on a boat for the southern islands
On a reach before a following sea
We were making for the trades on the outside
On the downhill
fall
I'll catch you when you fall there's no one else but you
Now you're flying high but honey by and by you're gonna cry for love that's true
So
here we're superhero stylin'
it's your ticket, ticket
to the super special powers
listen, listen
to the super squirrel sound
lifted lifted
flying high
chat, let's begin another yarn
That's flying saucer cheese, or is it chicken parm'
But roosters don't fly like boosters don't buy
So what powers
Got out of town on a boat for the southern islands
On a reach before a following sea
We were making for the trades on the outside
On the downhill
on the hood of our Tacoma
We were seventeen, going on free and wild
She was smoking hot, a whiskey shot, a cherry Coke
Sparks were flying every time I
and the guitars really flew.
That Ford took off like a flying squirrel
An' it flew halfway around the world --
Scattered wives and children's
All over the side
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