The Great Great Plain Lyrics

On the banks of the mighty Missouri
At the Omaha Embassy Suites
The bar was open, café was closed
Too much drinkin' and too little to eat
Hungry and hung over
Dehydrated, maybe insane
'Cross the river from the Council blocks
At the edge of the great, great plain

Where they lie, lie, lie
about the water supply
Yeah, they lie, lie, lie
about the water supply
Oh, they lie, lie, lie
about the water supply
Oh my

"Go West, young man",
was their latest scam
"Start a farm there,
be a success."
Gun the buffalo down
Plant your seeds in the ground
And the Lord'll take care of the rest

Now I'm back in time, I've lost my mind
The rain, it never came
And I'm dying of dehydration
At the edge of the great, great plain

Where they lie, lie, lie
about the water supply
Yeah, they lie, lie, lie
about the water supply
Oh, they lie, lie, lie
about the water supply
Oh my
The snow finally fell on this living Hell
But the Victory Bell rings hollow
It's been so long my memory's gone
I've forgotten how to swallow

Packed my cheeks with snow
Hopes it melts and flows
Down my throat, to my bone-dry veins
Frozen, exposed, this is how it goes
At the edge of the great, great plain

Where they lie, lie, lie
about the watter supply

Oh my