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I'm handcuffed to a fence in Mississippi.
My girlfriend blows a boozy good-bye kiss.
I see flying squirrels and nightmares of...
Long about an hour before sunrise
she drags his body down to the edge of the swollen river
wrapped in a red velvet curtain...
Sunlight in the weeds...I wish that I was blind...to the ghosts
dancing in the breeze...blowing through my mind.
Got a Corvair...
Nothing's prettier than a pretty girl digging a heart shaped hole in the ground. Hear that sound? That's the fortress 'round your heart...
They tell me miracles abound now more than ever, but I don't care. They say it's better to be blessed than it is to be clever, but I don't...
Where in the world did you come from my dear?
Did some mysterious voice tell you I'd still be here? I bought this ticket to Mobile,...
Fools wind blowing up brown bible verses. Dust storm of memory. Truck stop reverie. 3 AM in my home town, not a soul stirring around. Mr....
Jesus and the fiery furnace.
Devil and the deep blue sea.
Preacher say I'm gonna burn in hell for all eternity.
But when...
Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
I am a, two hours of...
I like to go out walking in the ghost-town of my brain.
Kick the rusted scrap-iron of my memories and dreams.
Yeah, here's...
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If Jesus drove a motor home, I wonder would he drive pedal to the metal, or real slow? Checking out the stereo. Cassette
playing Bob Dylan, motivation tapes. Tricked up Winnebago, with the tie-dye drapes. If Jesus drove a motor home... If Jesus
drove a motor home, and he come to your town, would you try to talk to him? Would you follow him around? Honking horns at
the drive thru. Double-parking at the mall. Midnight at the Waffle House - Jesus eating eggs with ya'll. If Jesus drove a
motor home... Buddha on a motorcycle, Mohammed in a train. Here come Jesus in the passing lane... but everybody smile, 'cause
everybody's grooving. Ain't nothing like the feeling of moving with a bona fide motorized savior. Now if we all drove
motor homes, well maybe in the end, with no country to die for, we could just be friends. One world as our highway. Ain't
no yours or my way. We'd be cool wherever we roam - if Jesus drove a motor home.
[Thanks to smartut@hotmail.com for these lyrics]
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