Текст песни jump little children - Underground Elite
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Mississippi moonshine`s got me doubled over laughing in painback at the Chevron the chicken wings made you feel just the sameThat bucket of bayou that licked you like a 5 pound block of saltI through it to the puppy that was yappin` on the hot asphaltThe wisest word I ever heard was written on that bathroom wallin the mississippi river greasy spoon in southern Arkansasskimming `cross the scrawl of the underground elite retortsI see a beacon to the traveler paraphrased sweet and shortCHORUSA word to the wisea breath to the philosophera hand to the devila gift to the masseswhatever you do don?twhatever you do don?twhatever you do don`t take my adviceMister blister burning on the fumes of a day hard earneda bullet through the blue highways `till the whole damn world is turnedwe`re driving and we`re driving until driving it don`t feel realbut it`s so easy all you do is get some sleep behind the wheelTake a second to reflect on a peculiarityevery stop we`ve made has shared a certain similaritythere are juices and there`s candies and there`s sodas of all brand namesbut the message on the walls from town to town has been the sameCHORUSPermanent marker with a fat tipscratch off the paint with a dimegrease up the mirror with some lipsticka revolution is not a crimeFinally before my eyes there it was for me to seeat a truck stop in the lonely hills of eastern TennesseeI`d tell you how I felt if I could but I just can`tWhen I happened on that bathroom with a fresh coat of paintCHORUS...