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08. Little Cream Soda

Well every highway that I go down

Seems to be longer than

the last one that I knew about

Oh well


And every girl that I walk around

Seems to be more of an illusion than

the last one that I found

Oh well


And this old man in front of me

holding canes and wearing ruby rings

Is like containing an explosion when he sings

But with every chance to set himself on fire

He just ends up doing the same thing.


Well every beautiful thing I come across

Tells me to stop moving and shake this riddle off

Oh well


And there was a time when all I wanted was my

Ice cream colder, and a little cream soda

Oh well, oh well


And a wooden box, and an alley full of rocks

was all I had to care about

Oh well, oh well, oh well


But now my mind is filled with rubber tires

And forest fires

And whether I'm a liar

And lots of other situations where I don't know

What to do at which time God screams to me

"there's nothing left for Me to tell you."

Oh well, oh well, oh well


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