Here¡¯s a prayer for the body buried by the interstate
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Mother of a soldier, a tree in a forest up in flames
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Black valley, peace beneath the city
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Where the women hear the washboard rhythm in their bosom when they say
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"Give me good legs and a Japanese car and show me a road¡±
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Sing a song for the bodies buried by the riverbank
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A well-dressed boy and a pig with a bullet in the brain
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Black valley, peace beneath the city
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Where the white girls wander the strip mall, singing all day
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¡°Give me a juggernaut heart and a Japanese car and someone to free"
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Say something for the body buried like a keepsake
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Mother of million mouths with the very same name
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Black valley, peace beneath the city
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Where the women tell the weather but never ever tell you what they pray
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They pray, "Give me a yellow brick road and a Japanese car and benevolent change"
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Peace Beneath The City
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