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Was that train load of fools bogged down in a magnetic field, there s a wicked wind still blowin on that upper deck
I m ready when you are, will there be any comfort there
Will there be any comfort there, i m ready when you are
where she held me in her arms one time and said
give me a minute
Give me a minute, do you know where she is hidin, this ain t a dream no more
How long are we gonna be ridin, there s an iron cross still hanging down from around her neck Yankee, give me a minute
Overturn these tables, do you know where we re headin
There s an iron cross still hanging down from around her neck, i m ready when you are, i can smell the tail of the dragon
I just gotta pick myself up off the floor, let s disconnect these cables
it s the real thing
The last thing i remember before i stripped and kneeled, a gypsy with a broken flag and a flashing ring Calexico, i m ready when you are
Can t stand the suspense anymore, i just gotta pick myself up off the floor
Where she held me in her arms one time and said, how long must i keep my eyes glued to the door Calexico, lincoln county road or armageddon
I just gotta pick myself up off the floor, i can smell the tail of the dragon
There s a marchin band still playin in that vacant lot, give me a minute
There s a wicked wind still blowin on that upper deck, i can smell the tail of the dragon
you know their hearts is as hard as leather
seems like i been down this way before
i just gotta pick myself up off the floor
do you know where we re headin
can t stand the suspense anymore
do you know where we re headin
Overturn these tables, can you tell me who to contact here, there s a wicked wind still blowin on that upper deck
is there any truth in that
I m ready when you are, seems like i been down this way before, lincoln county road or armageddon
will there be any comfort there
I m ready when you are, i just gotta pick myself up off the floor
Let s disconnect these cables, let s disconnect these cables
Can t stand the suspense anymore, how long must i keep my eyes glued to the door
let s disconnect these cables
there s an iron cross still hanging down from around her neck
i can smell the tail of the dragon
can you tell me what we re waiting for
let me get it together
it s the real thing
Is there any truth in that, can you tell me who to contact here, there s a wicked wind still blowin on that upper deck
Let s disconnect these cables, lincoln county road or armageddon, this place don t make sense to me no more
i can see that painted wagon
how long must i keep my eyes glued to the door
can you tell me what we re waiting for
Where she held me in her arms one time and said, let me get it together
Do you know where she is hidin, overturn these tables Yankee, do you know where we re headin
i can see that painted wagon