Lyrics:
Happy family, one hand clap, four went by and
None come back.
Brother Judas, ash and sack, swallowed aphrodisiac.
Rufus, Silas, Jonah too sang,
sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out at Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that have no
things
And when that sack got low, I shave them things
And put 'em right back together, I made them things
Put your sacks in the air if you represent
in a sack
Both hands on the wheel and your shoulders rared back
Root-doot-doot-doot-doot, do-wah
I hear tell you're doin' well
Good things have come
Leave Dallas in the dust
I need you in a rush
So baby run
If you ain't got a suit case
Get a box or an old brown paper sack
And pack it light
A-well-a
Yea yea yea yea
It happened just that way
Well-a
I went to a one room school
Walked to and from the school
I carried lunch in a paper sack
A-well-a
Yea yea yea yea
It happened just that way
Well-a
I went to a one room school
Walked to and from the school
I carried lunch in a paper sack
You've got the sack
You've got the sack
And all your tomorrows will be so sad
You've got the sack
So pack your bags
Set fire to all the memories
easy to feel good.
I spent bad luck times in jail,
I've been blowing out spitting nails.
I pack my sack and vanish when I could.
From my one room
hard it can be
The way things are going
They're going to crucify me
Caught the early plane back to London
Fifty acorns tied in a sack
The men from
going
They're going to crucify me
Caught the early plane back to London
Fifty acorns tied in a sack
The men from the press
Said we wish you success
It's
Fifty acorns tied in a sack.
The men from the press said we wish you success,
It's good to have the both of you back.
Christ! You know it ain't easy,
don't want a sad sack
'Cause I'll be there come what may
Leave a message with the porter
Or leave it at the gate
Just let me know that you're aboard
There's junk in honey's sack again
Honey honey honey honey honey
Come on and kiss me-e-e-e-e-e
Honey honey honey honey honey
Honey-child's takin' over
with trucker bomb tea
Singin'
Chicken fried
20 sacks
Chicken fried
20 sacks
The cargo in the back
Hasn't breathed in a week
Decapitated and rotten
hormones off as love,
For five minutes you feel.
You can buy a squeegee little silicone sack,
But it won't feed the world
Like the ones that I pack
sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out at Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that have no
We wrap it, and then we bag it
In a tight little package and there you have it
Or else we sack it, do you want to sack it?
All right, let's sack
where the new towns grow.
I got my whole life hanging in a sack,
Heading out into that wide world wide.
You got your locomotive sitting on your track
town's dry
Headed to the county line
For something cold
I need a twelve pack in a brown paper sack
Ice it down in the back
Find a deep mud hole
I got
Drooling all over your dash
Imagining yourself on the stars
Feeling a wet smack
On the sack
But it's not a smack, it's a bite
It's dead eye fish
things
And when that sack got low, I shave them things
And put 'em right back together, I made them things
Put your sacks in the air if you represent
be around
I wanna share with you a nugget of truth
Somethin' that an old man found
Every livin' soul is like a sack of seed
You need room to grow
to fade out of my mind
I hit the bottle and hit the sack and cried
What's all this laughter on the 22nd floor
It's just some friends of mine
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