Of, truth is for telling, truth is foretold Truth is for those with the guts to behold We got vampires down here in Louisiana We need voodoo dolls, we need talisman We need wooden stakes and shards of light We need harbingers riding through the night We need fountain pens, we need whale harpoons To overthrow the oil tycoons Cause there’s no fish in the water, no birds in the sky No life in the soil, no end to the lie No time like the present and it’s passing us by But it’s never too late, never too late to try Cause if we all had to change, we all just would And we would move closer and that would be good And we would buy local and we would buy less And we’d realize that wasn’t our happiness No, that wasn’t our happiness No, that wasn’t our happiness No, that wasn’t our happiness https://youtube/watch?v=8zHo5RLOE64
Posted on: Thu, 11 Dec 2014 14:34:53 +0000
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