Follow Him to the End of the Desert - Sea lion lyrics

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Follow Him to the End of the Desert - Sea lion lyrics

Ma, Ma--look what i did, Ma. Look what i did to my hands, I broke 'em You gave me the stone, gave me the chisel, didn't say how to hold 'em Didn't say to give away every piece of the puzzle 'til i was left with nothin' But i took it upon myself to crush it up and distribute the dust Get in the bus. Hop in the van. Jump in the water. Crawl to the land Build another castle out of sand. Break it down and then get into the saddle again I'm going city to city - i'm already lost. Tell the boss who is new in town I'll ride this horse 'til it it bucks me off and i'm forced to shoot it down I'll take him out for some gasoline. Trade this cow for some magic beans Gonna make mom proud of the deals that I made, 'cause I'm just a modern day Johnny Appleseed But i'm glad that I never pa**ed the genes, and I never put down the axe Piano man got a checkered dance floor to grace and a painful look on his face 'Cause the crowd is packed and the louder they clap The less he is able to make the connection between what he sees When he hears certain notes and the hurt that is shown in his facial expression. Ahhhhhh I don't need your "go ahead" to go ahead. No, I know no one said it was gonna be easy But sweet jesus who wants to sleep with me? Way too many moves to learn. Not enough people to put 'em on Look it, mom! No hands. I built this suit of armor with wooden arms The force of my love was strong. The sea lion lay down long. Song in the air. Why should singer care? When singer can be among song Oh God I think I'm dead I can't see outside my head Brains and bloods and cryptic gang men Czars and warlords breaking bread Thoughts are thought What's said is said I thought that ‘fore you said it I didn't mean to think out loud My tongue slipped but who let it? Let it be, let me be, let me go, nah let me out My manhood nods and whispers when my father screams and shouts Dear dad I'm sad you're dead A new man standing in the pulpit He bows before a wooden cross and forces praise the culprit I'm a tenor in the choir but I sing a different song Of how the wheres and whys of now all prove I don't belong But I'm staying I've planted seeds and plan to watch them grow I've watered all my wishes dreams fulfilled more seeds to sow And I promise to learn to love the way I've learned to fear To unknot all the inhibitions tangled in my hair To let my ego mound in piles around the barber chair And make a graceful exit from my vexed troubled years I've decided I've been invited to my own resort Where knights can leave their armor neatly piled by the door And every woman, child, and man will gather by the shore And study how sea lions swim in cursive The force of my love was strong. The sea lion lay down long. Song in the air. Why should singer care? When singer can be among song