"grandpa here's your coffee,"
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Said edith as she filled his cup,
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"nobody'll find you here
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And earl is glad you guys showed up
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The way things are downtown
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You might have to stay for a while
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There was a helicopter flyin' over your house
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When i talked to your neighbor kyle"
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"who the hell do they think they are?
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Invading our home like that
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Grandma and i had to leave so fast
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We couldn't even catch the cat
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The helicopter scared the shit out of it
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And it took off down the trail
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Down past the railroad track
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Towards the county jail"
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"jed you really screwed up now
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What'd you have to do that for?
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Everybody wants to hang your ass
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Here's a note from lenore"
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She touched the cold steel bars
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As she pushed the paper in
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Jed took it up and read it
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And couldn't hide a grin
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Outside the jail window
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A crow flew across the sky
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Completely disappearing behind each bar
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Then a helicopter flew by
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"say hi to earl and edith
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Tell'em i'm doin' fine
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Tell'em you're ready to leave home now
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And they should cut the line
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Can grandma come and see me?
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I've got a new song to sing
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It's longer than all the others combined
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And doesn't mean a thing"
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The noise was unfamiliar...
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A walkie talkie squealed
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Generators were runnin'
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Vans parked in the field
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Tv crews and cameras
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They wanted to interview grandpa on the porch
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They came through the gate and up on the lawn
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Knockin' down edith's tiki torch
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Grandpa saw them there
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Looking through the venetian blind
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"those people don't have any respect
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So they won't get any of mine
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I ain't gonna talk about jed...
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I don't watch channel 2 or 6 or 9
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I don't have time to talk that fast
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And it ain't my crime
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It ain't an honour to be on tv
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And it ain't a duty either
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The only good thing about tv
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Is shows like 'leave it to beaver'
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Shows with love and affection
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Like mama used to say
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A little mayberry livin'
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Can go a long way"
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He took earl's gun from the closet
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And loaded up both barrels
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Went out on the porch and fired them off
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And up walked a woman named carol
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"susan carol from early magazine
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I've got some questions to ask"
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"well you can stick 'em where the sun don't shine,"
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Grandpa said with a gasp
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Then he fell face first and let out a sigh
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Edith came out in shock
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Grandpa was whispering to her from down on the floor
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He looked like he was tryin' to talk
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"that guy who just keeps singin'
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Can't somebody shut him up?
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I don't know for the life of me
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Where he comes up with this stuff"
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They laid his head on a newspaper
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With a picture of carmichael on the front page
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Posing with a little league baseball team
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And a seedy shot of jed with a motorcycle.
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Grandpa died like a hero
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Fightin' for freedom of silence
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Tryin' to stop the media
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Tryin' to be anonymous
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Share your lovin' and you'll live so long
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Share your lovin' and you'll live so long
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Share your lovin' and you'll live so long
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Live so long
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Grandpa's Interview
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Neil Young |