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I'm up to my neck
In the mud of Inauguration day
They say it's one in fifty years
That storm, that blew my dog away
And they say the road has been washed out
From Rockport to Concrete
And all the trees are falling down
And now, heaven's at my feet
My wishes do my beggin' for me
And like a beggar they do [learn / laugh]
Frozen fingers touch my face
They tie a blindfold 'round my eyes
And I'm stuck at this roadblock
Chasing fog and smoke
I guess the price of doing thhat was just
Another killing joke
Wash me down
Wash me down
Sing for me now
Sing for me now
Wash me from the hillside
And wash me from the dirt
Wash me from your worldly claims
And wash me, wash me from your hurt
'Cause I'm up to my neck
In the mud of Inauguration day
- Album:
- Berlin
- Travels In the Dustland
- Acetylene
- Ended Up A Stranger
- Train Leaves at Eight
- Trail Of Stars
- Death Valley Days - Lost Songs And Rarities, 1985 To 1995...
- Setting The Woods On Fire
- New West Motel
- Satisfied Mind
- Rag & Bone
- Scavenger
- Cataract
- See Beautiful Rattlesnake Gardens
- Miscellaneous
- Nighttown
- Death Valley Days
- Dead Man Rise
- The Dustland Songwriting Demos
- Glitterhouse Records Best of 2011