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Bought the old farmland for a song
Sold it for many reasons
Too many of them wrong
Horseshoe bets and the women that came along
Blind-drunk on their demon rum

Is knowledge a product of his holiness
A mad cousin to his loneliness
Maniacs in cages
And patriots and sages
A cruel old/on telling of the books


But I'll not give
Myself, to the ground
I kill more than I
Live so slowly
Live so slowly


Say one thing and then do another
Bunker down in your alsatian den
We 'aint got room for your politics here
Politicians make a bad name for the con-man

And water felt like burning metal
Set off by a dying sun
Them women they circle
Like covered wagons crying
Their loved ones back from where they, gone


And I'll not give
Myself to the ground
I kill more than I
Live so slowly
Live so slowly
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bought the old farmland for a song sold it for many reasons too many of them wrong horseshoe bets and the women that came along blind drunk on their demon rum

kickin the pedals tryin to out run the dogs with no running start to jump over the fire doin headstands atop of the rotten telephone poles all held up by the wire

his knowledge a product of his loneliness a mad cousin to his holiness maniacs in cages and patriots in sages a cruel untelling of the books

but i'll not give myself to the ground i kill, more than i live, so slowly

heard a great force raping the land like general kelly and his ghost yellow man marching like sherman in reverse steeling the fire from the building, the city from the curse

master dies by his own hired hand half a day later father's hanging from the steeple strongest body of thieves to ever scourge a land to ever pillage a people

but i'll not give myself to the ground i kill, more than i live, so slowly oh,, allow this night to go on let it roll along, the sun never rise allow this life to go on, let it roll along, the sun never rise

say one thing and do another and bunker down in your alsatian den we ain't got room for your politics here politicians make a bad name for the conmen

and water fell like burning metal set off by a dying sun them women they circled like covered wagons crying their loved ones back from where they've gone

but i'll not give...


Sounds like a place of hell from the view point of the singer.

 
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