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Ivory Tusk
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Music: Chan Kinchla
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Lyrics: John Popper
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Ivory Tusk, smash into thine own
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To show thee fit to continue
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I weep for them and I weep for me
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We rally to charge to die
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And laugh when it's through
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Well rise and walk now you're a man
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Don't try to play catch me if you can
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Just do as you're told son you must abide
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Have you gone crazy it never was a free ride
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Just take yo medicine and help it go down
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Do as you're told boy no need to frown
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You know it happened to me and your granddad too
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Not a goddamn any one can do
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Well sir I don't know but I hear them say
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If there's no free ride then ride away
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And it could be me, and it could be strange
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But keep hearing voices singing "comes a change"
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Blood drop spill unto the parched earth
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And nourish that which is hungry
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Feast well avenging madness
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Then call your buzzards down to clean the carcass
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Well your life's not yours it's everyone's
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So do the right thing and go for your guns
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It's how the world was saved and how the west was won
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So here he comes now you gotta stand or run
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Just level your iron boy and sight him in
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You ain't out to die boy
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You're out to win
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You know you hate him, you must know he hates you
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Not a goddamn anyone can do
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Well if my life is everyone's well good that's fine
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But you've yet to prove that that makes his life mine
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And it could be me and I could be strange
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But I keep hearing voices singing "comes a change"
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Like rain and thunder washing everything away
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That's what I hear them say
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You might just prefer to pray
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It's the same thing anyway
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Ivory Tusk, smash into thine own
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To show thee fit to continue
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I weep for them and I weep for me
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We rally to charge to die
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And laugh when it's through
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Well sir I don't know but I hear them say
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If there is no free ride then ride away
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And it could be me, and it could be strange
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But keep hearing voices singing "comes a change"
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Like rain and thunder washing everything away
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That's what I hear them say
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You might just prefer to pray
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Like rain and thunder washing everything away
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That's what I hear them say
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You might just prefer to pray
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Ivory Tusk
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| Blues Traveler |
