He knows he's a long way from home... but, he's free... for now... and, he's gonna find the answers... he has to... if he's gonna save himself, and he has to do that... if he's gonna save the world... whatever that means?
Falling deeper into the dark hole... falling... smiling... knowing! Strength is the best medicine.
Like I'm looking down a real long hall ...
Transition metamorphosisizes me.
... if I'm liken' it much ... will ya be my crutch?
I've got a thing I've gotta get through.
There you sit.
Just like a tin of a beer can,
The human race ... has been put outta place.
there's your car in the middle of the tracks ...
sittin' stalled.
Something's comin' to be ... inside of me.
I don't know if I'm liken' it much.
I don't know if I need you ... as my crutch.
Maybe it's got something to do with you?
Your car's at a stall ...
Engine #9,
is coming down the line.
you're gonna be crushed ... to a hush.
performed by
C. Moore Teetes - Vocals, Keyboards, Piano, Beer Can
Thadious Whind - Bass
Wally - Guitar
Zoo Lou - Drums
This song was written and recorded live
... exactly as you
hear it. No overdubs, mixing, or knob twiddlin'.
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