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From every job now I’ve been fired |
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From Judas to Joan of Arc inspired |
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Red clouds on the road required |
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Three new garbage men just hired |
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My blood-shot eyes from whiskey tired |
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The beehive, stovetop, tractor |
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moonstone, sleeping |
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Intrinsic sanity once bred |
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Candlelight soap in mineshaft bed |
| [00:34.33] |
Coagulating pumpkin bread |
| [00:36.46] |
Anointed vanishing street-cred |
| [00:38.92] |
Santa’s purple mustache sled |
| [00:41.53] |
Watch out man, your underpants are creeping |
| [00:47.80] |
I’m out of Winston, I’m out of Kents |
| [00:52.53] |
I’m out of knowing if any of this makes sense |
| [00:58.20] |
Ride the rails Farmer Glickstein |
| [01:00.97] |
in your baby-blue bus Ride the rails |
| [01:08.91] |
Fundamental coat of arms |
| [01:11.32] |
Easter egg hunts, factory farms |
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Home security alarms |
| [01:16.17] |
Delaying fate is instant karma |
| [01:18.67] |
Mother’s milk don’t do no harm |
| [01:21.04] |
There’s something rotting |
| [01:22.46] |
underneath your head gasket |
| [01:27.01] |
Angelic pink tweak nipples, they |
| [01:31.11] |
Can only clap in disarray |
| [01:33.57] |
Like tuna nets in Monterrey |
| [01:36.11] |
Like blue berets and old Caley |
| [01:38.78] |
Aluminum foil, TV tray |
| [01:41.36] |
New York strip steak or filet |
| [01:43.92] |
Sad clowns climb in the Hudson Bay |
| [01:46.37] |
Cosmetic corporations play Prosthetic clarion klaxons play |
| [01:51.43] |
Crinkle cut potatoes lay Uncleaned, uncooked, uneaten |
| [01:56.07] |
by the breadbasket |
| [02:00.81] |
Deep space, primordial time |
| [02:06.47] |
Don’t worry baby, it’s all gonna rhyme |
| [02:11.75] |
Ride the rails Farmer Glickstein |
| [02:14.12] |
in your baby-blue bus Ride the rails |
| [02:22.32] |
Doritos, Cheetos, Fritos, Eatin |
| [02:24.83] |
Honeymoon, already cheatin’ |
| [02:27.55] |
Myrna Loy and Buster Keaton |
| [02:30.15] |
Roundly whipped and fully beaten |
| [02:32.58] |
Mandatory meetin’, greetin’, smelly feet ‘n |
| [02:36.41] |
who long seek the martyr |
| [02:41.78] |
Compared to Einstein and Van Goth |
| [02:45.35] |
I’m closer to my little toe |
| [02:47.73] |
It’s hard to make a turnip grow |
| [02:50.27] |
Might as well piss in the snow |
| [02:52.82] |
Yellow windmills in my groin |
| [02:55.44] |
Enjoin, conjoin and going to make me harder |
| [03:02.09] |
Puss-filled blisters, scarlet fever |
| [03:07.12] |
I don’t necessarily understand it either |
| [03:12.44] |
But, ride the rails Farmer Glickstein |
| [03:15.95] |
in your baby-blue bus Ride the rails |
| [03:23.95] |
Spumoni incandescent monks |
| [03:26.54] |
Spewing Technicolor chunks |
| [03:28.96] |
The air replete with scarlet drunks |
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Camp Muskogee cluttered bunks |
| [03:34.10] |
The postman genuflects and dunks |
| [03:36.60] |
The whole Judeo-Christian oligarchy |
| [03:44.40] |
I’m tryin’ to get to San Antone |
| [03:47.03] |
The road is strewn with chicken bones |
| [03:49.63] |
Fish entrails and scattered stones |
| [03:52.58] |
Phantasmagoric ice cream cones |
| [03:55.22] |
I’m sucked, I’m jacked, I’m corked, |
| [03:57.06] |
I’m blown |
| [03:58.24] |
But I won’t get too far from home |
| [04:00.62] |
Unless my other trousers got my car keys |
| [04:11.32] |
Corkscrewed brain waves |
| [04:16.01] |
Twist and shout |
| [04:18.15] |
I can’t say what this song is all about |
| [04:23.61] |
But, ride the rails Farmer Glickstein |
| [04:27.28] |
in your baby-blue bus Ride the rails |
