There's a woman here with a broken record player
And a dusty compass off to map the country's new behavior
Strange words that we hold on back into the river
Brave boys in the empty coats of men
There's a kitchen timer, distractions and reminders
Rolly-pollies started crawling across your family's china
Strange words that we hold on back into the river
Dead dogs on the winter night again
There's a serpent charmer, pair of shoes and wander
Speeding ticket, you're not leaving that last land of slaughter
Strange words that we hold on back into the river
Good girls come and kick you in the shin
There's a hopeful hunter that has a sense of wonder
And leaving claw marks on the rock he hid his money under
Strange words that we hold on back into the river
And made men only want to live again
And a dusty compass off to map the country's new behavior
Strange words that we hold on back into the river
Brave boys in the empty coats of men
There's a kitchen timer, distractions and reminders
Rolly-pollies started crawling across your family's china
Strange words that we hold on back into the river
Dead dogs on the winter night again
There's a serpent charmer, pair of shoes and wander
Speeding ticket, you're not leaving that last land of slaughter
Strange words that we hold on back into the river
Good girls come and kick you in the shin
There's a hopeful hunter that has a sense of wonder
And leaving claw marks on the rock he hid his money under
Strange words that we hold on back into the river
And made men only want to live again
Lyrics submitted by Gonzalesaurus
Serpent Charmer Lyrics as written by Samuel Ervin Beam
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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Brave boys = soldiers
Empty coats of men = the bidnessmen that they fight for
The serpent charmer would be the generals leading the lambs (brave boys) to slaughter
Maybe the hunter in the fourth stanza is Cheney?
Can't figure out who the kitchen timer is though...
I know that Mr. Beam's lyrics are always (gloriously) interpretative, but that's what I be interpretating to-nite ya'll!
Fo sho,
Harold
I think it might be how you look back on your life before you die, all the things you wasted time on... and now you wish you could go back and do things differently.