Herndon - West of the Mississippi lyrics

West Of The Mississippi Portable people Cordless minds Push the fast-forward Someone broke the rewind Program my machine For the Promised Land But half way there The manual gets banned Unplug the clock Let's stay in bed Electrify the coffins To modernize the dead Contemplate jazz While traffic's backing up The radio's confused The station's breaking up Son, I hope you understand If there is a Promised Land It's West of the Mississippi And North of the Rio Grande Allergic reaction To synthetic clothes We explicate The billboard prose You find it funny I find it lame Does the highway call Or mock our names? New words coined It seems strange But it takes months To make correct change So let's take the car With the binary plates To catch the future A half hour late Son, I hope you understand If there is a Promised Land It's West of the Mississippi And North of the Rio Grande Oh Susanna, baby Don't cry for me I left Oklahoma With my banjo knees Headed out West Looking to breath Just got a lungful Of nicotine Headed down South For something to do But rock-and roll Had colonized the blues Headed back home To sit on the couch That's when the truth Fell out of my mouth Son, I hope you understand If there is a Promised Land It's West of the Mississippi And North of the Rio Grande © 2011, Allen Herndon (BMI).