Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Underground Elite, artist - Jump Little Children. Album song Buzz, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 31.07.1996
Record label: EZ Chief, Jump Two
Song language: English
Underground Elite |
Mississippi moonshine’s got me doubled over laughing in pain |
back at the Chevron the chicken wings made you feel just the same |
That bucket of bayou that licked you like a 5 pound block of salt |
I through it to the puppy that was yappin’on the hot asphalt |
The wisest word I ever heard was written on that bathroom wall |
in the mississippi river greasy spoon in southern Arkansas |
skimming 'cross the scrawl of the underground elite retorts |
I see a beacon to the traveler paraphrased sweet and short |
A word to the wise |
a breath to the philosopher |
a hand to the devil |
a gift to the masses |
whatever you do don? |
t whatever you do don? |
t whatever you do don’t take my advice |
Mister blister burning on the fumes of a day hard earned |
a bullet through the blue highways 'till the whole damn world is turned |
we’re driving and we’re driving until driving it don’t feel real |
but it’s so easy all you do is get some sleep behind the wheel |
Take a second to reflect on a peculiarity |
every stop we’ve made has shared a certain similarity |
there are juices and there’s candies and there’s sodas of all brand names |
but the message on the walls from town to town has been the same |
Permanent marker with a fat tip |
scratch off the paint with a dime |
grease up the mirror with some lipstick |
a revolution is not a crime |
Finally before my eyes there it was for me to see |
at a truck stop in the lonely hills of eastern Tennessee |
I’d tell you how I felt if I could but I just can’t |
When I happened on that bathroom with a fresh coat of paint |