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Okay, the First Track from "The Lonesome Crowded West"

Also, the reason I posted these so soon after "We Were Dead Before The Ship Even Sank" because I didn't want to forget about it and put it off for a week.

From the top of the ocean — Yeah!

To the bottom of the sky — Goddamn!

Well, when I get claustrophobic

I can, you know that I can; well!

From the top of the ocean — Yeah!

To the bottom of the sky — Goddamn!

Well when I get claustrophobic

I can, you know that I can!

And he said...

"I am not allowed much danger!

Keep in line you're an old friend stranger;

you'll burn me if effigy, and I'll burn you in effigy!"

A rattlesnake up in Buffalo, Montana

he bit the leg of the old sheriff

Ha! That boy fell down on his harelip: Ow! — Ow!

Well I, I might be wrong,

but you, you tag along,

and we, we've all been wronged,

and I feel dizzier by the mile

Said hell! The money's spent.

Went to the county line

and paid the rent I said, "Uh-oh!"

I said "Uh-oh!"

Oh! If you could compact your conscience —

Oh! And you might...

Oh! If you could bottle and sell it you might have done —

Oh! And you might...

Oh! If you could compact your conscience —

and sell it; — save it for another time,

you know you might have to use it...

And the televisions on.

Go to the grocery store, buy some new friends,

and find out the beginning, the end, and the best of it.

Well, do you need a lot of what you've got to survive?

Here's the man with teeth like God's shoeshine;

he sparkles; shimmers; shines...

Let's all have another Orange Julius —

Thick syrup standin' in lines.

The malls are the soon-to-be ghost towns,

well so long, farewell, good-bye.

Take 'em all for the long ride!

and you'll go around town

no one wants to be uptight anymore.

You can be ashamed

or be so proud of what you've done

but not no one, not now, not ever or anyone.

Take 'em all for the sense of happiness

that comes from hurt deep down inside.

Or you can add it up and give a shit, give a shit,

go to the family doctor it's all worth it, all worth it —

and it's all wrong, and its all gone.

Or, you can add it up and give a shit, give a shit,

I'm on the corner of this and this and this and this!

and it's all wrong, and it's all, all wrong

Here's the man with teeth like God's shoeshine;

he sparkles; shimmers; shines...

Let's all have another Orange Julius —

Thick syrup standin' in lines.

The malls are the soon-to-be ghost towns,

well so long, farewell, good-bye.

And the telephone goes off.

Pick the receiver up, try to meet ends

and find out the beginning, the end and the best of it

(OH MY GODDAMN!! )

Take 'em all for the long ride!

and you'll go around town

no one wants to be uptight anymore.

You can be ashamed

or be so proud of what you've done

but not no one, not now, not ever or anyone...