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SINGER: Trip Shakespeare
SONG:The Crane
Hear me tell how the hounds of the bankers took my mind to the freaking ridge how the claims and the howling reminders kept my eyes from their rest at night When the dogs of the bank are upon me and they've come to repossess my car i'll be found at the base of the canyon i'll be torn from the wreck of the motor All you men that live for the evening seven hours when the light forgives and you race like a dog when he's dreaming and you wait for the yank of the hook Understand that the chains are magical and they strain to keep you where you are i'll be found at the base of the canyon i'll be torn from the wreck of the motor Let the crane take back the engine let the crane take back the wheel and i feel that the world should come with me when i ride to the crack in the earth (x2) Hear me tell how you walk into a dreamland with a line from the back of your head To the wheel that revolves at the center and you wait for the yank of the hook When the dogs of the bank are upon me and they've come to repossess my car i'll be found at the base of the canyon i'll be torn from the wreck of the motor Let the crane take back the engine let the crane take back the wheel and i feel that the world should come with me when i ride to the crack in the earth (x2) when i ride to the crack in the earth, ah ha! Let the crane take back the engine let the crane take back the wheel and i feel that the world should come with me when i ride to the crack in the earth oh i feel you should come with me yes i feel you should be here and i feel that the world should come with me when i ride to the crack in the earth Ah ah oh oh ah ah ah------!
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