Constantly Risking Absurdity

Land Of Hope And Dreams

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Grab your ticket and your suitcase
Thunder’s rolling down the tracks
You don’t know where you’re goin’
But you know you won’t be back
Darlin’ if you’re weary
Lay your head upon my chest
We’ll take what we can carry
And we’ll leave the rest

Big Wheels rolling through fields
Where sunlight streams
Meet me in a land of hope and dreams

I will provide for you
And I’ll stand by your side
You’ll need a good companion for
This part of the ride
Leave behind your sorrows
Let this day be the last
Tomorrow there’ll be sunshine
And all this darkness past

Tunnel Of Love

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Fat man sitting on a little stool,
Takes the money from my hand while his eyes take a walk all over you,
Hands me the ticket, smiles and whispers good luck.
Cuddle up angel, cuddle up my little dove;
We’ll ride down baby into this tunnel of love.

I can feel the soft silk of your blouse
And them soft thrills in our little fun house,
Then the lights go out and it’s just the three of us -
You, me and all that stuff we’re so scared of;
Gotta ride down baby into this tunnel of love.

There’s a crazy mirror showing us both in 5-D
I’m laughing at you you’re laughing at me,
There’s a room of shadows that gets so dark, brother
It’s easy for two people to lose each other in this tunnel of love.

It ought to be easy, ought to be simple enough,
Man meets woman and they fall in love,
But the house is haunted and the ride gets rough
And you’ve got to learn to live with what you can’t rise above if you want to ride on down in through this tunnel of love.

Nebraska

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I saw her standin’ on her front lawn just twirlin’ her baton
Me and her went for a ride sir and ten innocent people died

From the town of Lincoln Nebraska with a sawed off .410 on my lap
Through to the badlands of Wyoming I killed everything in my path

I can’t say that I’m sorry for the things that we done
At least for a little while sir me and her we had us some fun

The jury brought in a guilty verdict and the judge he sentenced me to death
Midnight in a prison storeroom with leather straps across my chest

Sheriff when the man pulls that switch sir and snaps my poor head back
You make sure my pretty baby is sittin’ right there on my lap

They declared me unfit to live said into that great void my soul’d be hurled
They wanted to know why I did what I did
Well sir I guess there’s just a meanness in this world