Lyrics Mark Of Vaccination - Slim Cessna's Auto Club

Mark Of Vaccination

I was standing inside the corner
Of my country
When for the first time ever
An airplane come, chose to speed over me
The pilot he gave me a secret special hello
He shook his wings at me
The co-pilot he threw down these curtains
From a cut-down tree
I guess he did not know
I cannot cipher I cannot read
And so I did not know
What these men in the sky
Wanted from me
God damn I know
The lord made me slow
God damn I know
The lord made me slow
I followed the plane it circled around
It landed on the main street of my home town
The pilot and co-pilot step out
And set up shop by the tail piece
The co-pilot gets a nod from the pilot
He clears his throat, starts all fancy talking, he says
«We're with the government
And if you want to be part of our nation
Then all you slow country people
Will need yourselves a mark of vaccination»
Well I guess he must have caught a cold
Riding around in all that open air machinery
Cause when he was done speechifying
He let out a deep whooping cough
That landed on my arm
Yeah, well, me coming from good manners and good people
Well, I just rolled up my sleeve
So as not to cause him any shame
Then the co-pilot looks at me and he says this right here
«Well, boy, I guess you’s gonna be the first to volunteer»
And I said, «Why, is there gonna be some fighting?»
«Oh, there’s gonna be some fighting alright»
And then I swear the copilot and pilot
«You rolled up your dirty country sleeve
They looked at each other and laughed just a little bit
You think you my highfalutin city ways?
And when I think about it
I think they might have been laughing at me
Well, country boy, you are so country slow
But I really don’t know
I’m just so goddamn slow
There is so much you will never, never, ever know"
God damn I know
The lord made me slow
God damn I know
The lord made me slow
And then the co-pilot whips out this horse sized needle
And he gouges me in the arm
Yeah, well, it was just below my sleeve roll
And the pain, it knocked me down to my business end
Yeah, well, then my cousin came
And whipped the hypodermic out of my muscle
And turned to revenge upon the men
And though I had much pain
I had to laugh
Because he hypodermicized their tires
And now the highfalutin government machine
Is moving as slow as me
Now the highfalutin government machine
Is moving as slow as me
All across the nation
All across this great nation
Moving as slow as me
God damn I know
The lord made me slow
God damn I know
The lord made me slow
God damn I know
The lord made me slow
God damn I know
The lord made me slow
Lord made me slow