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• Artiste: Roger Clyne and the Peacemakers
• Titre: Green & Dumb
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Daisies stand up on their tiptoes Clouds stumble over themselves in the sky And all the pretty horses come running to her And even the dust devils pray That they'll catch her eye I haunt her house from the outside I watch her bake cornbread and talk on the phone And the wireless on the inside plays a sad sweet song A mute moonlit statue am I, she waltzes alone But baby, baby, I could call you baby If I weren't so empty in the head and tied up in the tongue And baby, baby, I could call you baby If I weren't so green and dumb The wind ain't stopped blowin' since morning It's got me froze up on the inside And I could get warm in the bunk house And thaw out on coffee and bread Chorus I need your government warning Like I need a hole in my head Well, I won't shoot your coyotes And I won't burn your weeds Your paycheck won't fill up this hollow It won't dull all the achin' Chorus