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Widespread Panic Album


Widespread Panic (07/30/1991)
07/30/1991
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While you're out there on the highway
While you're driving roll on by
Going south between the bridges
While the river running dry
And if you can't come home
Please send your mind


Well now you're talking
Where are you going
On the train that just rolls
Across the nation past the station
And the night is as black as coal
And if you can't come home
Please send your mind


Are you healing on your heartbeat?
Are you heading between the sheet
And the signs from the lamppost
On the corner of the street
And if you can't come home
Please send your mind


Send your mind, please, little darling,
Little darling, send your mind
Send a little money too
Little darling, send your mind
I'm coming home...


. . .



Walkin' - for your love
Walkin' - for your love
Walkin' - for your love
Walkin' - for your love


I'm only going where my eyes are going
I'm only going where my toes are pointed
I just bought me this new pair of big shoes
I'm only going if I can walk there with you


Shinin' - for your love
Shinin' - for your love
Shinin' - for your love
Shinin' - for your love


I'm afraid to open my eyes
I'm even afraid to look at you
Right here - I'm gonna open my eyes
LyricsI'm gonna move with you


Disappearin' - for your love
Disappearin' - for your love
Disappearin' - for your love
Disappearin' - for your love


We're only going in this closet here
I'm only going if the doorknob turns
I'm only going if the light goes on
I'm only going if I can boogie with you


. . .



Wake up, come down
The grass hasn't grown too high
Well, ease your body down
If you want to you can unhook your safety line
Well, ease your body down
The grass all around us is just green and fine


We've all been waiting
We've been wondering - will we ever know the truth?
What it's like washing windows
When you know that there are pigeons on the roof?


Your reflection's looking clearer
Now that you're working on a cloudy day
And those ninth-floor office ladies
They only hear what your beady little eyes gonna say
You better wave your hands if you need a breeze
Better spread real wings if you wanna to fly
You'll remember how to fly tonight in your dreams
LyricsYou know you're dreaming
When there's nothing there worth buying


We've all been waiting
We've been wondering - will we ever know the truth?
What it's like washing windows
When you know that there are pigeons on the roof?


Wake up - leave your body lying there
It's like another - just another wrinkle in the sheets
Wake up - I'm gonna poke you if you don't wake up
You remember how to fly?


We've all been waiting
We've been wondering - will we ever know the truth?
What it's like washing windows
When you know that there are pigeons on the roof?


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My eyes won't pretend
I didn't know you were close
I can smell your breath
Through a freshly painted door
Stand here in your coat
While I pour three more glasses of burgundy
And you can lick the dust from the bottle


Wall's bricked with books
Pages bricked with words
Each mark has been stained in your honor
Ground shadow staggers restless
From the window cross the candle to the corner
My blood and water's warm as you near me


I'm not begging for mercy
I see no love of mercy in you
I'm not begging for mercy
I'm only waiting for the sound
LyricsOf the morning birds
To send you away


Wax is cooled, hard
Sights is going past the yard
In this house I make more shadows than you
Stand there in your hate
While I drink from the second burgundy
And you can rattle the glass cross your belly


I'm not begging for mercy
I see no love of mercy in you
I'm not begging for mercy
I'm only waiting for the sound
Of the morning birds
To send you away


I'm not begging for mercy
I'm not begging for mercy
I'm only waiting for the sound
Of the morning birds to swallow you...


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Rock on my belly, lying on the bottom of the pool
I'm a rock on the belly, lying on the bottom of the pool
There's a man on the bank ten thousand years my younger
I see a face on the water one hundred hundred years my younger
But I can't go back, he can't go back
I can't make it back to where I came
As I hold my whole body under


Legs, tail, and belly shaking the top of the pool
Legs, tail, and belly shattering the window of the pool
Mouth and belly scaring the fish down under
Tongue and belly scaring the snakes there too
But I can't go back - the dog won't go back
He won't run the path to his master's home
'Til he climbs that bank over yonder


Well, the fish gonna make it home in a couple of days
The birds gonna make it home before this grit turns dry

Lyrics
Everybody's moving but me
Everybody's moving but me
I'm gonna make it home piece by piece
I'm gonna make it home piece by piece


There goes my arms *make it home*
There goes my legs *make it home*
There goes my leadbelly


I'm a rock on my belly lying in the bottom of a pool
Rock on my belly lying in the bottom of a pool
Rock on my belly
Rock on my belly
Rock on my belly
Rock on my belly
Rock on my belly lying in the bottom of a pool


. . .



I was talking to a homeless drunk about religion
He said "It's all I got, but it ain't much
'Cause the way I feel these days,
I'd rather have a gun than a crutch"


Well, that makes sense to me
It makes sense to me, I must confess
That makes sense to me
It makes sense to me, I must confess


Listen to a little girl, she was a runaway.
She said "My daddy treated me like a slave.
Soiled me in my momma bed when I was just 15.
That's why I had to lay him in his grave!"


Well, that makes sense to me
It makes sense to me, I must confess
That makes sense to me
LyricsIt makes sense to me, I must confess


Talking to a black man from Atlanta.
He said "The time has come to take what's mine.
And if I must bust a few heads to achieve justice,
My righteous cause will well explain the crime!"


Well, that makes sense to me
It makes sense to me, I must confess
That makes sense to me
It makes sense to me, I must confess


Well, that makes sense to me
It makes sense to me, I must confess
That makes sense to me
It makes sense to me, I must confess


. . .



C. Brown wakes from bed
Brushes his teeth and he combs his head for school
Out the door and down the street
Down to the corner and a bus and some friends that he's supposed to meet
But there, not to his surprise
His friends have gone and they've told C a lie


But you can walk on with me
You don't even need to say a word
You don't have to worry about the others


I C (see) him and he runs up fast
Kicks at the air his friends watch him fall and then laugh
Charlie really likes his friends
But in his heart he knows that sometimes a dog is as good as any man
Trying to do as we should
That doesn't always rhyme with doing what feels good


LyricsBut you can sit in the grass; it feels good
You don't even need to think a word
You don't have to worry, don't worry


Charlie there is drawing a gun
Right there in the square he's sketched Lucy on the run
Aims his eye, cocks his head
In a cloud of dust, dear old Lucy's gone
Charlie's only trying the golden rule
Draw unto others as they have been drawn to you


And you can walk on home with me
You don't even need to think a word
You don't have to worry...


. . .



I'm holding the key
I need no liscense to ride
Dad said that I'm alright


The engine's still warm
She'd been waiting for me in the barn
Gonna make me feel,
Gonna make me feel alright


Well I'm bouncin' in my seat
I try to remember where all the levers are
I've got enough fuel this time
I've got enough fuel this time to remember


The engine's still warm
She's been waiting for me in the barn
Gonna let me feel, gonna help me feel

Lyrics
Well I'm bouncin' in my seat
I try to remember where all the levers are
I've got enough fuel this time
I've got enough fuel this time to remember


Enter the Earth
We're scratching our play on the growth of the moon
Mom said, that I'm alright


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Woman, she's moving to the weight of the world
Momma, she's carrying the weight of the world
All the time she breathing in the weight of the world
Bring it on home
Bring the soup-bone home


Well, poppa, too, he got the weight of the world
Man is moving in to the weight of the world
And all the time, along with the soup he's bringing home
The weight of the world


Bring it on home
Bring the soup on home


Children, too, fall to this weight of the world
All the time they they fall... right there into the weight
And all the time they're trying to shake
The weight of the world
Lyrics

Bring it on home
Bring the soup on home


Everybody's going to the wake of the world
We're all dressing up fine for the wake of the world
And everybody's hiding behind trees, breathing loud
The weight of the world


Bring it on home
Bring the soup on home


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I see what I do, first look at the phone
Turn on your TV
Unscrew a bottle of beer,
An orange square cellophane cheese
First I think of this, and then I turn to that
Maybe I just don't think
Might sing to this, I might sing to that
If I could only sing


Now, as you can see
This clearly isn't me
I'm not alone, I'm just blue
I'm not alone


There was a day when I was alone
A few sane days ago
There was a love I've been living with
That I lost on the way home
First I thought of this
LyricsAnd then I turn to that
And then I turn a little bit scared
Well, I feel a little bit easier
Knowing that you're here


Now, as you can see
This clearly isn't me
I'm not alone, I'm just blue
I'm not alone


First I think of this
Then I turn to that
Then I turn a little scared
I feel a little easier now
Knowing that you're all here


Now, as you can see
This clearly isn't me
I'm not alone, I'm just blue
I'm not alone


. . .



The barstools built for dreamers
We'll fit fine and find
All the worlds dreams have died
But tonight they're only taking thirsty people
Who've been pullin' on their drinks
From a glass that lies a bar length wide
And in the drink there swim the swimmers
And those whose swims have dried
Take another look, take another pull
Take another pour, take another pull
Before you take a ride


Heir to an open barstool, right there's one by "Mary the Fool"
Mary sees the bartender's knees
And she says that it's a bottle that she was born to be
And I say, "that's cool.. just right, right for a fool."
Thinkin' whiskey, she bought me a drink
I won't cross a word of what the lady thinks


LyricsPray I don't cross what the lady thinks
She's been thinking out too loud though
This time I can't hear the pinball machine
Well there's a birdman playing tiny little sideways bongos
Pulling all those words down, down, down
Look at how the numbers glow
In the glass there rolls the iron ball
And a quarter states the toll that's all (that's all)
You take another look, take another pull
Take another pour, take another pull
Before you take a chance


Look at your hands, they're just right for a new kinda dance
Just forget what your bodies just done
And ride all the waves that the drums rest on
Like the smallest babies do, ya' know the little newborn babies do
If there's some food that the moon feeds on
A baby won't hold it back, won't hold it back


Baby doesn't know what I just said
Baby doesn't know the words that I just used
Babies haven't learned any words yet
Babies haven't been used by any words yet
People only think, people only talk
People only think in words they already know
The babies haven't learned any words yet (no)
They only know what the people feel
They don't really care what the people think
They only care what the people feel
Music only knows what the people feel
Babies only care and hear what the people feel, feel


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I really wanna move like I'd like to
Sometimes I remember myself
I really wanna feel like I'm supposed to
Sometimes I remember how to feel


How did I find myself just this way
My body keeps on moving
But my style gets in my way


Find out just how tall I am
By jumping in the middle of a river


Well, we were shaking cliches like we used to
You just remember the smell
Breaking my brain like a boy who just
Can't forget her smell


LyricsNow, how do you like the way I drive
Take us a little bit different way every next time (time)


Find out just how dry I am
By jumping the middle of a river


Find out just how tall I am
How tall I am


I really wanna move like I'd like to
Sometimes I remember myself
I really wanna feel like I'm supposed to
Sometimes I remember how to feel


How did I find myself just this way
My body keeps moving
But my thoughts get in the way


Find out just how tall I am
By jumping in the middle


. . .



Straw can bury us
We can carry the hay
But straws can break
Like the reasons for my behavior


Straws mend
And straws bend
And dry ones catch like
A secret worth never paid for


Strong muscles
My strong muscles
Plowman you can take my bunk
It's only making my body sleep


Straw


LyricsStraw can bury us
We can carry us
But you better jump right now
Cause these brakes left some sparks
And now the wagon's caught fire


Let's jump up on the camel's back
Not one straw there gonna break his back
Not one straw there gonna break his back
Just the weight of five short men


Let's jump up on the camel's back
Not one straw there gonna break his back
Not one straw there gonna break his back
Just the weight of six young men


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