Lyrics:
Train tracks, clapboard bar
Green grass, wheat field farm
Three-digit population sign
Pirate on the 50-yard line
White church, a water tower
was laid
By the yellow man
We pledge allegiance
All our lives
To the magic colors
Red, blue and white
But we all must be given
The liberty that
On the shores of gitchgoomy by the shining big sea water
Hiawatha old and grayin' listened to the older prophet listened to Lagu
And the young men
quiet by my side
For although I loved her she would not be my bride
Oh goodbye softly sweet one it was splended while it ran
Goodbye my bitter white girl
heels are high
The simple things you see are all complicated
I look pretty young, but I'm just back-dated, yeah
Substitute your lies for fact
I can
believing
Peace of mind is worth any chore
Great dreams and laid schemes
Just blown down by high winds
And strong signs from old forces
Wild dogs run
Where the great ones tremble
In their snow-white shrouds
Waiting underground
If you seek the kingdom come, come along
Waiting by the ridge there'll
(chorus)
i'd like to say good-bye
to a complicated mind
but when i walk and wave
i'm stalked all day
by california lives
and things i didn't try
The great Gaels of Ireland
The race that God made mad
For all their wars are merry
And all their songs are sad
words remembered by John A. Roche
a great white hope
Do you give up things that you love?
And the pressure's building 'til it takes you whole
Can you go back on your own word?
All
where I've been just look at my hands
Yeah I've driven by the white house and spent some time in jail
Mama cried but she still wouldn't pay my bail
I
you see
A vast radiant beach and cooled jeweled moon
Couples naked race down by its quiet side
And we laugh like soft, mad children
Smug in
Screaming, "where is my husband?"
Great White fire
Great White fire
Great White fire
Great White fire
Bodies on bodies
As they try to flee
Screaming "get off
This broken arrow needs heeding
When great white fathers
Your mistress is inequality
Rash and reckless
Won't get us
To where we want to be
all so happy there together
In our peaceful little mountain home
But the Savior needs angels up in heaven
Now they sing around the great white throne
happy there together
In our peaceful little mountain home
But the Savior needs angels up in heaven
Now they sing around the great white throne.
Hoping to find a relic such as a tomahawk an axe
Or even an arrowhead left by a race of long since vanished Indians
There's a great thrill and it's
You want to know where I have been
Just look at my hands
Yeah, I've driven by the White House,
Spent some time in jail.
Momma cried but she still
See them drivin' by look at them fancy wheels
Headlights winkin' checkin' each other out
The Great American Pastime is still the automobile
Written by Gary White
One year later I saw her
Wearing a face in a strange disguise
Carried a smile they taught her
Gives it away at the edge of her
Till I see my name stone
Blessed are the dead
A white horse on the bowels of death
A red war horse to end all wars
A pale horse in pastilets led by
the eye
Pressed against the telescope of dreams
Sees two stars
Two stars, two white hot lines on a firey white
Spinning madly on lines defined
By each
young lover for his bride
And with his own hands built a great house down by the riverside
Now Billy was an honest man he wanted to do what was right
heels are high
The simple things you see are all complicated
I look pretty young, but I'm just back-dated, Yeah
Substitute your lies for fact
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