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I don't care if it rains or freezes
as long as I've got my plastic Jesus
*
sitting on the dashboard of my car
it comes in colors pink and pleasant
it glows in the dark cause its iridescent
I'll take it with me whenever I go far
so give me my lady Madonna
dressed in rhinestones and sitting on a
*
pedestal of abalone shells
driving 90 but I'm not scared
because I've got my Virgin Mary
assuring me that I will never go to hell
(Plucking string)
And by the way You know that
hope will make you strange
Make you blink make you blank make you sink
It will make you afraid of change
And often blame
The box with the view of the world
And the walls that fill the frame
I turn it up
but then I turn it off
Because I can't stand when they start to talk
About the hurting and killing
Whose shoes are we filling
The damage and ruin
Man the things that we're doing
Good god We gotta stop we gotta turn it all off
We gotta rewind
and start it up again
*
Because we fell across the fall line
Ain't there nothing sacred anymore
Nana nana nana na
Somebody saw him jump
But nobody saw him slip
I guess he lost a lot of hope
And then he lost his grip
Now he's lying in the freeway
In the middle of this mess
Guess we lost another one
Just like the other one
Optimistic hypocrite
That didn't have the nerve to quit
The things that kept him wanting more
Until he finally reached the core
*
He fell across the fall line
Ain't there nothing sacred anymore
G?
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We all fell across the fall line
Ain't there nothing sacred anymore
Nana nana nana na
Nana nana nana na
All my friends are getting older
I guess I must be too.
Without their love and kindness
I don?t want I?ll do
Oh the wine bottle?s half empty
The money?s all been spent
We?re a cross between our parents
And hippies in a tent.
Oh Love calls just like a wild bird
It?s just another day
Spring blew my list of things to do away.
In a mucked up lovely river
I cast my my little fly
But I look at that river and I smell it and
it makes me want to cry Oh
To clean our dirty planet
Now there?s a noble wish
Now I putting shoulder to the wheel
Cause I wanna catch some fish Oh
Love calls just like a wild bird
It?s just another day
Spring blew my list of things to do away.
(supprime les barrés)