Two Cow Garage
My Great Gatsby
Where is Woody Guthrie, man, when we need him most?I got strung out on these troubadours and stranded on some coastAnd with a youthful glint still in my eye, I sat and watched my heroes dieNow our radios are useless, rest in pieces on the floorKiss, kiss these days goodbyeWipe those tears off from our eyesThis is not an alibi, baby, this is who I amWoah-oh-oh woah-oh-oh ohThis will be my battle cryThe thing for which I'll fight and dieMy Gatsby, my Catcher in the RyeGoodbyeSince Dylan went electric, man, things just ain't been the sameNow DJs are making records, could you please just be ashamedOf your raping and your pillaging of this thing we loveNow I'm stuck down here on the killing floor and I need someone to shoveKiss, kiss these days goodbyeWipe those tears off from our eyesThis is not an alibi, baby, this is who I amWoah-oh-oh woah-oh-oh ohSongtexteThis will be my battle cryThe thing for which I'll fight and dieMy Gatsby, my Catcher in the RyeGoodbyeThis will be my battle cryThe thing for which I'll fight and dieMy Gatsby, my Catcher in the RyeGoodbyeWoah-oh-oh woah-oh-oh oh
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