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Tractors and combines out in the cold
Sheds piled high
With the wheat we ain't sold
Silos filled with last year's crops
If something don't
with me to the mountain shelter
Taken off the days one by one
Setting them to breathe in the sun
Take the lilies and the lace from the days
climbed the hills with me
To the mountain shelter,
Taken off the days one by one,
Setting them to breathe in the sun.
Take the lilies and the lace
shelter
Just a little helper to get us by
We all need a little shelter
Just a little helper ooo, and it'll be alright
Check out Mr. Politician in his
peaceful shelter only
Love can provide
I'll lay you down on a bed of roses
And then I'll lay me down right by your side
There's no diamond on your finger
springs in my eyes
I was wearing cheap sunglasses
Thought I'd find my dream
In the summer of 99
Let's go to the tractor pull
To watch those tractors pull
Standing at accuracy's demise
We have reached the new world wasteland
Population converted one by one, thousands upon thousands
Like scavengers
wait up for me
Hush now don't you speak
To me
Wrapped my hurt in you
And took my shelter in that pain
The opiate of blame
Is your broken heart, your
Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends
I found myself further and further from my home
I guess I lost my way
There were oh so many roads
I was
From the shelter of your solitude you see her
Running circles 'round the emptiness within
And you wonder what it's been like to be her
As you feel
nails
Sitting here, watching other people live
Frozen by the fear to fail
'Cause everyday there's a war to fight
And if I win or lose, nevermind
There's a for-sale sign on a big ol rusty tractor
You can't miss it it's the first thing that you see
Just up the road a pale blue water tower
A blind priest gives
Gives a blind hope
Money to the poor
Who will never come
Extermination, at the shelter will die
Penitence yeah! the god to kill
take more than a little rain
You can be my shelter
I can be your favorite summer
Promise me ain't nothing's gonna change
Ashes to ashes, dust to dirt
The beast in me
Is caged by frail and fragile bonds
Restless by day
And by night, rants and rages at the stars
God help, the beast in me
a good-timin', blue-collar, son-of-a-gun
I like monster trucks, tractor pulls, country fairs,
Huntin' and fishin' and ice cold beer.
That's the way I'm gonna
at least 500 inches
Cubic inches out of 75 recorded by law
Ever had the feeling of pleasure
Ever felt your eyes get shot
So fall into the tractor
I played tag in the auto graveyard
I looked up at the radio tower
Rag tent by the railroad tracks
Concrete poured over steel bridge
Pondered my fate
See the sun turn green
From my penthouse window
It's different now
Because you got no shelter
Alienation
By experimentation
Enjoy yourself
This is
I played tag in the auto graveyard
I looked up at the radio tower
Rag tent by the railroad tracks
Concrete poured over steel bridge
Pondered my
Beer battered chicken, sweet ice tea
Night crawlers, crickets and a Zebco 33
Old Glory waving at you
As you're driving by the court house
sleeping bag
There I stew
Holdin' tight the teddy bear
Dreamin' about you
Feels like Mississippi
Billy Parker on his high tractor
Workin' the dirt
I drove a beat up tractor down a one lane road
Pick her up early and away we'd go
Down to the river by the edge of her daddy's farm
We used to lay
Ahem
Gather round everybody
Let me tell you what happened to Schlerb
On our way from Earth
Oooh, we were stopped
By a cop
Casey, Dan and Schlerb ere
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