Was broken down, by the side of the road, yeah
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Was crawling in the darkness like a king snake in the woods
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We were hiding in the tall grass
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Hiding in the tall grass
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Just looking for a place to shed our skins
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We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
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And in the morning this old world won't be the same
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Won't be the same, Lord
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Snapshot lightning, monumental expressions,
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Silhouette faces in the flesh of Cypress trees and killing vines
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Naked in the mud, girl
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Let's sling a little mud, girl
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Just looking for a place to shed our skins
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We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
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And in the morning this old world won't be the same
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We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
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And in the morning this old world won't be the same
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Won't be the same, Lord
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Feeling weak in the Itta Bina hot sun
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Crawling to the station we were foamin' at the mouth
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Sippin' on a tall boy, sippin' on a tall boy
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Just looking for a place to shed our skins
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We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
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And in the morning this old world won't be the same
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We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
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And in the morning this old world won't be the same
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We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
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And in the morning this old world won't be the same
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Show me the way, Lord!
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Tall Boy
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| Widespread Panic |
