Tuesday, August 15, 2006

don't burn your tongue on freedom

all along the turnpike of ohia while
Napoleon the lITTLe gEneral snoozed
i gots a pot full a gumBO and i'm chasin
three nephews on the 13th day of August
Tallmadge looks alot like Akron with her
clothes off. thought i'd escaped a
CORPORATE GOD
but culture pursues and pursuit is culture
the culture of raw juice from a goat and
no more rotten eggheads with ant-killing
magnetic glass... i never will forget that
day when Colonel Aurelliano's father took
him to see ICE... i'm rolling over on my
third strike so see that toothy smile on
the other side of the mirror and what is
it that takes away the red? What do sheep
count? what do sheep count? what do sheep?
i'm in a place where i can pace from room to
room with no more gloom and my lil guitar
picker's on a plane (etc. etc. etc.) now let my
people go! all those soldiers all those soldiers
with PIGEON heads and YES SIR tongues
can't find DEMOCRACY in the BIBLE...
from boston to seatle on interstate 90 don't
forget to stop in STOW... don't forget to stop
in STOW! now KING GEorGE is a jerk and
i gotta get back to work so don't burn your
tongue on FReeDOM

Comments:
Actually I have three Wilco albums: A Ghost is Born, Summer Teeth & Yankee Hotel Foxtrot (w/Austrailia Bonus CD)

So...yeah, I should get in to them :-)

Get a chance to listen to that David Wilcox CD that I gave your lady friend...
 
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