The Hare In The Moon
Down New Mexico way
Something about the open road
I knew that he was
Looking for some indian blood and
Find a little in you find a little in me
We may be on this road but
We're just impostors in this country you know
So we go along and we said we'd fake it
Feel better with oliver stone
Till i almost smacked him
Seemed right that night and
I don't know what takes hold
Out there in the desert cold
These guys think they must
Try and just get over on us
Something about the open road
I knew that he was
Looking for some indian blood and
Find a little in you find a little in me
We may be on this road but
We're just impostors in this country you know
So we go along and we said we'd fake it
Feel better with oliver stone
Till i almost smacked him
Seemed right that night and
I don't know what takes hold
Out there in the desert cold
These guys think they must
Try and just get over on us
Ode To The Banana King (Part I)
Turning back ten thousand years
it's all a blur where the taxis go
monster man a willing friend
Lucy serves the melon cold
violent and delicious souls
four red trucks dressed illegally
mother knows how the bugle blows
gonna get caught gonna get caught
gonna get caught in her rug
this is not a conclusion
no revolution
just a little confusion
on where your head has been
boats made out of paper float
dreams made up for the Banana King, darling
crumbs you have lapped freely of
devious we all have been
violent and delicious souls
violent and delicious souls
this is not a conclusion
no revolution
just a little confusion
on where your head has been