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Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Satan, Fins and a '57 Chevy



Lambert and Xan left a couple of comments here regarding cars with fins, devils with fins, and such. Using those comments as a spring board, I went and wrote a song...

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Running From God

Devil drank like a fish
Was gassed to the gills
Stole a '57 Chevy
Just for the thrills
Giving me chills

He drove into sorrow
He drove into pain
He emptied his bottle
And cried in the rain

They needed a fall guy
They needed a dodge
They needed a payment
Down at the lodge

(chorus)
Get me a witness
Get me a gun
Get me an alibi
I got to run
Hiding from angels
Running from God
Check out time’s 12 o'clock
Spare me the speech
I stole a '57 Chevy from God

There was a trooper
Out on the 10
In the vastness of Texas
He drove on the wind

One headed east
The thief headed west
One whipped a u-turn
It was time for a test

The road is an oven
The vapors all rise
The road is an answer
To miles of lies

(chorus)
Get me a witness
Get me a gun
Get me an alibi
I got to run
Hiding from angels
Running from God
Check out time is 12 o'clock
Spare me the speech
I stole a '57 Chevy from God

A look in the mirror
The trooper arrives
His lights are like fairies
Dancing on knives

Time to pull over
Time to give up
Fate is now fractured
Drink from this cup

He was the chosen
He was the way
A trooper in Texas
The devil to pay

(chorus)
Get me a witness
Get me a gun
Get me an alibi
I got to run
Hiding from angels
Running from God
Check out time is 12 o'clock
Spare me the speech
I stole a '57 Chevy from God

He was the chosen
He was the way
A trooper in Texas
The devil to pay

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Image of Texas Ranger from here.

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