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The Erroneous Hoodlum
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Bales of Cocaine - Reverend Horton Heat
"Well, I was workin' on my farm 'bout 1982, Pullin' up some corn and a little carrot, too When two low-flying aeroplanes, 'bout a hundred feet high Dropped a bunch o' bales o' somethin', some hit me in the eye... So I cut a bale open, an' man was I surprised Bunch o' large sized baggies, with big white rocks inside So I took a little sample to my crazy brother Joe He sniffed it up and kicked his heels, said, "Horton, that's some blow!" Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' plane I don't know who done dropped 'em, but I thank 'em just the same Bales of cocaine, fallin' like a foriegn rain My life changed completely by the low-flyin' planes So I loaded up them bales in my pick-em-up truck, Headed west for Dallas, where I would try my luck I didn't have a notion if I could sell 'em there, But, thirty minutes later, I was a millionaire... And now I am a rich man, but I'm still a farmer, too But I sold my farm in Texas, bought a farm down in Peru And when get so homesick, I think I'm goin' insane, I travel back to Texas in a low-flyin' plane... " |
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Has Cool Points In Droves
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: Somewhere cooler than you
Posts: 10,108
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My brightest star’s my inner light let it guide me
Experience and innocence bleed inside me Hallucinogens can open me or untie me I drift in inner space, free of time I find a higher state of grace, in my mind I’m beautiful I wasn’t born to follow I live just for today, don’t care about tomorrow What I’ve got in my head you can’t buy, steal or borrow I believe in live and let live I believe you get what you give I’ve glimpsed, I have tasted, fantastical places My soul’s an oasis, higher than the sun I’m higher than the sun ![]() |
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