Kind Of Like Spitting - Sheriff Ochs Lyrics
I just finished a book with its cover torn and its pages worn.The story starts on the day you were born in the city.Where movie houses stoodRaised on Elvis and Hollywood.The bad guys bad and the good guys goodAnd the weight of the worlds is always on the sheriff'sshoulders,There was life in the little houseAbove the hospital for the dying,So I will keep singing,I will keep finishing for some words in the water all around meThe house of home shook and as the shelter broke you got agood long lookAt a country and class run by buzzards and crooksMississippi! Mississippi!Through CIA and KlanThrough McCarth's damn blacklist, Nixon, and NamThey tear-gassed the students but you had a planAnd the weight of the world is on the sheriff'sshouldersThere was life in the little house,Above the hospital for the dying.So I will keep singing,I will keep fishing for some words in this water all around meThere was life in the city that night.You found your voice and you voiced your sight.You held your ground to help us seeThere's more to life than lovers and choresThere's more to life that an office at the top floor,Somehow, someway, we all find peace,We all find