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Rattly-bones and stale beer kisses
Out on the highway where the lines are faded
Headed west with the crawling snakes
And flashes of lightning in the sundown sky
Away from the smoky blue saxophones east
Into the red-hot screams of slithered guitars
Dice on the mirror for a lucky stroke seal
Revolution in the trunk with the tireiron
Two of us shadowed by the moon in metal
Dead-on hungry for the end of the line
Pass that joint and pop a top for me, lamb
The clocks are in the rearview, aheads open wide
Out on the highway where the lines are faded
Headed west with the crawling snakes
And flashes of lightning in the sundown sky
Away from the smoky blue saxophones east
Into the red-hot screams of slithered guitars
Dice on the mirror for a lucky stroke seal
Revolution in the trunk with the tireiron
Two of us shadowed by the moon in metal
Dead-on hungry for the end of the line
Pass that joint and pop a top for me, lamb
The clocks are in the rearview, aheads open wide
un-scrapped.
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You're the only writer I know that can create phrases that would make no sense if heard anywhere else, but are perfectly clear if told by you (if that makes any sense at all). I like the feel to this one. Feels like traveling. I've gotta do some more of that.