im a generator man, man
i tell lies just until you understand
im a generator man
1 in a million
cold eyes just until you cant see them
im nobodys baby for you
in a garden after youre gone
im a peach street blues
callin you
round the time you lost what you knew
im a generator man, man
im a generator man
pop song wont sing these words itself
cause a long long time ago its guts
were spilled
im a boot and saddle boy
boy
sittin up top, top of the world
im a pagan love song, long ago
except the time i was under the ground
im mississippi mud
that colored her
you cant have what you dont own
pop songs were sent by bottled ghosts
because a long long time ago
they spilled
im nobodys man, man
i got a big crop i do what i can
because the seasons so long
its gonna cop
its gonna rock till the moon is gone
it doesnt take a man
with brown hair
or some gals gonna make you care
im sittin down thinkin bout whats become of the day
when the worlds upside darkness
dissolves the earth
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