parking lots - cowboys lyrics
april fifth north east santa fe
the cactus in the back
you’ll drill our dreams out of clay
the phonebook on the counter shouldn’t know our last names
the radio voices are what taught us to pray
but i’ll hail
the holy interstate of to which i pray
(holy! holy! holy! holy! holy! holy! holy!
the world is holy! the soul is holy! the skin is holy!)
no name drifters teaching me about sand
you taught you pray you sleep you drink you dance on demand
forgot to say my goodbyes left for the promised land
you make me feel
like i’m
riding a horse
on the
sorriest lariat
nothing to wear
(undistinguishable)
i’m just a cowboy who
used to have air and i’m
sick of the desert i’m
sick of the air
drinking in death valley there’s no way to survive
making meals for birds of prey like south paradise
i’ll make like david brubeck drink some wine and take five
i was dancing with the greyhound people when you arrived
but i’d rather be dreaming of snakes and be beaten alive
you make me feel
like i’m
riding a horse
on the
sorriest lariat
nothing to wear
(undistinguishable)
i’m just a cowboy who
used to have air and i’m
sick of the desert i’m
sick of the air
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