歌曲 | Truckstop Salvation |
歌手 | Jimmy Buffett |
专辑 | Down to Earth |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Jimmy Buffett | |
Music:Jimmy Buffett | |
Straight-laced leather-faced he rolled in like he owned the two-bit town | |
Dollar bills bulging from his bell bottomed jeans | |
The population they gathered 'round | |
Nothing this exciting since a fertilizer truck | |
Blew a front tire and landed in the creek | |
Everybody talkin' everybody strainin' | |
Tryin' to get a little peek | |
It's just the world they'll never know | |
Not a country fair side show | |
Reality they'll somehow never see | |
He's what they've tried to kill | |
With their Bibles and their stills | |
But he's not weird just a man that's bein' free | |
Payin' for the gas he quickly shouted thanks | |
And continued on his journey once again | |
Just about the time a siren fast approached and | |
The pot bellied sheriff he whizzed right in | |
With his self inflicted grammar started shoutin' | |
Accusations at the long haired greasy looking ape | |
While a local DJ from the fifty watt station got the | |
whole damn thing on tape | |
It's just the world they'll never know | |
Not a country fair side show | |
Reality they'll somehow never see | |
He's what they've tried to kill | |
With their Bibles and their stills | |
But he's not weird just a man that's bein' free | |
The holy roller preacher told the eager congregation | |
That the devil has passed right through their nest | |
But the teenage girls with their locks in curls were | |
A talkin' 'bout that hair upon his chest | |
Now the kids got their cookies while the preacher | |
Saved some souls and the story spread to everyone in sight | |
Commotion was the word and everybody heard | |
He was gone before the night | |
It's just the world they'll never know | |
Not a country fair side show | |
Reality they'll somehow never see | |
He's what they've tried to kill | |
With their Bibles and their stills | |
But he's not weird just a man that's bein' free |
Lyrics: Jimmy Buffett | |
Music: Jimmy Buffett | |
Straightlaced leatherfaced he rolled in like he owned the twobit town | |
Dollar bills bulging from his bell bottomed jeans | |
The population they gathered ' round | |
Nothing this exciting since a fertilizer truck | |
Blew a front tire and landed in the creek | |
Everybody talkin' everybody strainin' | |
Tryin' to get a little peek | |
It' s just the world they' ll never know | |
Not a country fair side show | |
Reality they' ll somehow never see | |
He' s what they' ve tried to kill | |
With their Bibles and their stills | |
But he' s not weird just a man that' s bein' free | |
Payin' for the gas he quickly shouted thanks | |
And continued on his journey once again | |
Just about the time a siren fast approached and | |
The pot bellied sheriff he whizzed right in | |
With his self inflicted grammar started shoutin' | |
Accusations at the long haired greasy looking ape | |
While a local DJ from the fifty watt station got the | |
whole damn thing on tape | |
It' s just the world they' ll never know | |
Not a country fair side show | |
Reality they' ll somehow never see | |
He' s what they' ve tried to kill | |
With their Bibles and their stills | |
But he' s not weird just a man that' s bein' free | |
The holy roller preacher told the eager congregation | |
That the devil has passed right through their nest | |
But the teenage girls with their locks in curls were | |
A talkin' ' bout that hair upon his chest | |
Now the kids got their cookies while the preacher | |
Saved some souls and the story spread to everyone in sight | |
Commotion was the word and everybody heard | |
He was gone before the night | |
It' s just the world they' ll never know | |
Not a country fair side show | |
Reality they' ll somehow never see | |
He' s what they' ve tried to kill | |
With their Bibles and their stills | |
But he' s not weird just a man that' s bein' free |
Lyrics: Jimmy Buffett | |
Music: Jimmy Buffett | |
Straightlaced leatherfaced he rolled in like he owned the twobit town | |
Dollar bills bulging from his bell bottomed jeans | |
The population they gathered ' round | |
Nothing this exciting since a fertilizer truck | |
Blew a front tire and landed in the creek | |
Everybody talkin' everybody strainin' | |
Tryin' to get a little peek | |
It' s just the world they' ll never know | |
Not a country fair side show | |
Reality they' ll somehow never see | |
He' s what they' ve tried to kill | |
With their Bibles and their stills | |
But he' s not weird just a man that' s bein' free | |
Payin' for the gas he quickly shouted thanks | |
And continued on his journey once again | |
Just about the time a siren fast approached and | |
The pot bellied sheriff he whizzed right in | |
With his self inflicted grammar started shoutin' | |
Accusations at the long haired greasy looking ape | |
While a local DJ from the fifty watt station got the | |
whole damn thing on tape | |
It' s just the world they' ll never know | |
Not a country fair side show | |
Reality they' ll somehow never see | |
He' s what they' ve tried to kill | |
With their Bibles and their stills | |
But he' s not weird just a man that' s bein' free | |
The holy roller preacher told the eager congregation | |
That the devil has passed right through their nest | |
But the teenage girls with their locks in curls were | |
A talkin' ' bout that hair upon his chest | |
Now the kids got their cookies while the preacher | |
Saved some souls and the story spread to everyone in sight | |
Commotion was the word and everybody heard | |
He was gone before the night | |
It' s just the world they' ll never know | |
Not a country fair side show | |
Reality they' ll somehow never see | |
He' s what they' ve tried to kill | |
With their Bibles and their stills | |
But he' s not weird just a man that' s bein' free |