The finger's on the trigger
and the mind is on the plan
I've got my prescription
and every citizen's got his
Now join me at the Rubicon
and paddle me to France
The nectarine is sweeter there
and we ain't got a chance round here
I'm countin' lincolns
and livin' in the corner of my room
I'm lookin' at the godess of the hunt
and starin' at the moon
My friends ain't got no lovin'
and their babies ain't got t***
The women are all busy gettin' smart out
on the streets and there ain't noon
And the gentleman from Kansas
is fixin' to retire
Drinkin' with his right hand
and speakin' 'bout the fire and the doom
A car horn sound goes loud
and hits my naked ear like a harpoon
I'm countin' lincolns
and livin' in the corner of my room
I've got enough to get to Memphis
but not enough to get me home
Where some men see a ladder
some men see a throne to repine
And I said to the senator:
is this the genuine?
He said I ain't seen that kind of thing
since 1999 and it ain't
I saw John Brown goin' down a muddy road
to heaven on a mule
I stood aside and waved goodbye,
blind, out of sight and out of fuel
and the mind is on the plan
I've got my prescription
and every citizen's got his
Now join me at the Rubicon
and paddle me to France
The nectarine is sweeter there
and we ain't got a chance round here
I'm countin' lincolns
and livin' in the corner of my room
I'm lookin' at the godess of the hunt
and starin' at the moon
My friends ain't got no lovin'
and their babies ain't got t***
The women are all busy gettin' smart out
on the streets and there ain't noon
And the gentleman from Kansas
is fixin' to retire
Drinkin' with his right hand
and speakin' 'bout the fire and the doom
A car horn sound goes loud
and hits my naked ear like a harpoon
I'm countin' lincolns
and livin' in the corner of my room
I've got enough to get to Memphis
but not enough to get me home
Where some men see a ladder
some men see a throne to repine
And I said to the senator:
is this the genuine?
He said I ain't seen that kind of thing
since 1999 and it ain't
I saw John Brown goin' down a muddy road
to heaven on a mule
I stood aside and waved goodbye,
blind, out of sight and out of fuel