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Текст песни Terry Allen - Truckload of Art

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Recitation:Once upon a timeSometime ago back on the east coastIn New York City, to be exactA bunch of artists and painters andsculptors and musicians andpoets and writers and dancersand architectsStarted feeling real superiorto their ego-counter-partsOut on the West CoastеЌ»o,They all got together and decidedThey would show those snotty surfer upstartsA thing or two about the Big AppleAndеЌјhey hired themselves a truckIt was a big, spanking new white-shinyChrome-plated cab-overPeterbiltWith mudflaps, stereo, tv, AM & FM radio,Leather seats and a naugahide sleeperAll freshWith new American Flag decals and "ART ARK"Printed on the side of the doorWith solid 24 karat gold leaf typeAnd they filled up this truckWith the most significant pilesAnd influential heaps of Art WorkTo ever be assembled in Modern Times,And it sent it WestеЌјo chideCajole, humble and humiliateеЌјhe Golden Bear.And this is the true story of that truckA Truckload of ArtFrom New York CityCame rollin down the roadYeah the driver was singingAnd the sunset was prettyBut the truck turned overAnd she rolled off the roadYeah a Truckload of Artis burning near the highwayPrecious objects are scatteredAll over the groundAnd it`s a terrible sightIf a person were to see itBut there weren`t nobody around(Yodel)Yeah the driver went sailingHigh in the skyLanding in the gold lap of the LordWho smiled and then said"Son, you`re better off deadThan haulin a truckloadfull of hot avant-garde(chorus)YesеЌ†n important artworkWas thrown burning to the groundTragicallyеЌЁanding in the weedsAnd the smoke could be seenAhhh for miles all aroundYeah but nobodyеЌҐnows what it meansYesеЌ† Truckload of ArtIs burning near the highwayAnd it`s a tough job for the highway patrolAhhh they`ll soon see the smokeAn come runnin to pokeThen dig a deep ditchAnd throw the arts in a hole(Yodel)Yeah a Truckload of ArtIs burning near the highwayAnd it`s raging far-out of controlAnd what the critics have cheeredIs now shattered and queeredAnd their noble reviewsHave been stewed on the road(chorus)

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