I Call Him Jesus feat. Lisa Knowles -Smith

歌詞

Taco, Buffalo, Birddog And Jesus Taking me out over the sea I'll be kind enough to read in their guidebook The hairiest thing we'd agree They'd been driving a pickup from Plymouth To make up for the holes in their jeans As they whistled the spirits above them The circus matures beneath Irrepressible ??? of peoples Winks at the others he knows But the ones who are left here are nice people Into the black smoking hole Nobody opens his eyes It's hard to look up in the sun And so they shove them along In the cross hairs of the apple Something will carry us along Takes a hell of a ??? Sunday And stays till the boat swings along Nobody opens his eyes It's hard to look up in the sun And so they shove them along Beyond the bars and earth of the mid-western factory towns People's minds flicker ??? Some of us think it odd that a large percentage of bona-fide miracles were witnessed here today But I've seen Taco take a big long drag off his self-whittled pipe And sit back and laugh As the imminent Rednecks hugging and buying each other drinks And then Jesus blows the clouds away with one puff Crawls back into his cage and goes to sleep Taco, Buffalo, Birddog And Jesus Taking me out over the sea I'll be kind enough to read in their guidebook The hairiest thing we'd agree Nobody opens his eyes It's hard to look up in the sun And so they shove them along