The Felice Brothers - Fire at the Pageant lyrics

Harlan's papa wouldn't stay in the ground Dead and buried and he walked into town Lord God, what is Ma to do? Mama's so mad cause he muddied up his suit Caught in a thorn bush, blowin on a flute Lord God, what is Ma to do? 12456789Thousand, Everybody calm down please stop shouting Go on the run call 911 Calm down, calm down, calm down James: 12456789Thousand, Ian: Fire, Fire at the pageant Would everybody calm down please stop shouting Go on the run call 911 Calm down, calm down, calm down If he did drive into town Everyone would stand around, and stare Harlan's girl would catch a glimpse In the mirror as she crimps her hair Harlan's papa wouldn't stay in the ground Dead and buried and he walked into town Lord god what is Ma to do? Mama's so mad 'cause she can't scare him off Even if she's wrapped in a table cloth Oh Lord what is Ma to do 12456789Thousand would everybody calm down please stop shouting Go on the run call 911 Calm down, calm down, Calm down James: 12456789Thousand, Ian: Fire, Fire at the pageant Everybody calm down please stop shouting Go on the run call 911 Calm down, calm down, calm down James: 12456789Thousand, Ian: Fire, Fire at the pageant Everybody calm down please stop shouting Go on the run call 911