Texas Roadtrip Breakdown
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QZ-JTQ-10-10091
Custom Track ID
47929
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Thomas Christenson
Lyrics English
I was on my way to Texas with the bald headed Irishman
We tried to reconfigure the stars
In my bicentennial pickup with bricks painted on the side
We drove through Oklahoma under the radar
That is where I found my own Jesus
Or at least someone who looked like him
With a wheel on his cross he was pushin' our sins
Down the pipeline of I-35 past the flames of ol' Waco
Ah David your death was mishandled like many times before
Ah! Oh believe me now cause that was such a long time ago
We woke buried in our fortunes and arose with the good citizens
Who were off to work or crawlin' back home
All the architects and the filmmakers and aspiring Senatorial hopes
All seemed to waltz right off the pages of my book
But we found ourselves on the fringes where the muffler up and bit the dust
And it was there that I saw my first armadillo
Ah! Oh believe me now cause that was such a long time ago
We saw sort of famous people as they watched the buffalo roam
And in the palm of my hand for you, you know I wrote down this poem
But the words they all bled together like some ancient Asian script
And it was gone in an instant as I lost my grip
So we packed her up and hit the road and we headed towards the old North Pole
All hail the mystery of this rock 'n roll