Words and Music by Raccoon
As recorded on White Horse Ranch Sessions
Talk
to me Sunday preacher man
Tell
me give my money to the government
As
long as I pay their rent
I’m
an all right guy
They
forgot to tell me why
So
I called up the TV station
To
tell him he was wrong
All
I got was a two-bit story
And
a three point forty-eight song
It
lasted much too long
Well
I was walkin' down the street the other day
I
came across some kids at play
Asked
them if they’d live another day
And
they said, “No - Let’s get high
You
know I think that we’re all gonna die”
Well
I said, “No thanks but please man
I’ve
already had that disease
I’ve
seen my years go by
Like
the clouds in the sky
You
can see them passin' by”
So
I don’t wanna hear about your great compromise
When
you finally find the truth you’re gonna be surprised
Oh,
you’re gonna be so surprised
Oh,
you’re gonna be so surprised
You
can tie my body down with your high-grade chains of steel
But
my spirit still runs free - At least that’s the way I feel
That’s
the way I feel
That’s
the way I feel
What
do we do about our self evolution?
Fight
off pollution and beat the dust from our souls
I
gotta beat the dust from my soul
We
gotta beat the dust off our souls