Seems like there would be more fire in the video after reading the translation?
I need time Don't need heroin nor alcohol nor nicotine I don't need help Nor caffeine But I do need dynamite and turpentine I need oil for gasoline [2] Explosive like kerosene With lots of octane and free of lead A fuel like
Petrol
I don't need a friend Nor cocaine I need neither a doctor nor medicine I don't need a woman, just Vaseline Some nitroglycerine I need money for gasoline Explosive like kerosene With lots of octane and free of lead A fuel like
Petrol
Give me petrol
It flows through my veins It sleeps in my tears It leaks from my ears Heart and kidneys are motors
Petrol
If you want to part with something then you have to incinerate it If you never want to see it again let it swim in petrol Petrol I need petrol Petrol Give me petrol
You are one but you're never alone You can't atone for every promise you've broken In this moment there's no way you will fail You must be honest with yourself Use your pain to achieve your goals Make amends while you can and stay focused You can't be burdened by your lack of control Never stray from the path you have chosen
VERSE 1: A long haired man came to my door Wearing roman sandles, carrying a golden sword Said come with me, and I'll take you higher. We soared out of the atmosphere On his magic carpet that he let me steer He said take the ring, son, and I'll let you fly her. We escalated through a thick of clouds And our only thought was not coming down Towards the amber glow I started to feel the fire. It was a unicorn with a neon arm Wearing a belted saddle that was slightly worn And I pulled my mystic rug right up beside her. I sat down on a floatin stool She knealt her head and produced a jewel I smiled and asked, If I could ride her. CHORUS: And I saw the lighthouse keeper. His hollow eyes that pierced my soul He said that I'm just a desperate seeker Searching for what I did not know. VERSE 2: I was peggin since I was flying free A careless loss of a purple sea When I came upon a lonesome fortune teller. She gazed into a crystal ball And I saw that giant gavel fall And she asked if I could be her pallbearer. I heard that gypsy prophesize Of the tearing flesh and the mothers' cry And the crimson flow of blood that would run forever. We stood before the Kings and Queens And a hooded man with a guillotine And prepared to meet the eternal tax collector. Then a dying man with an aristocrat On his balcony with a welcome mat And he laughed and drank all the wine from his cellar.
So I posted the above and totally forgot to put in title, author, etc. It's called Lighthouse Keeper by Cross Canadian Ragweed. There aren't too many good recordings of it that I can find as they are all live feeds. Anyways, I've been trying to figure out the message between the lines for a couple years now and it has yet to come to me. Any ideas?
Sorry but this just totally popped in my head and I had to cite it: "Jason Christian Oh the time has come, And you know that you're the only one to say... Okay."
Patty and Jeanne this is for you guys. I had an RVing customer come in today talking about Wolf Crek pass, and he couldn't believe I had heard this song...wonder why!
But since I know you two have been down this pass, thought you would get a kick out of it! Especially Jeanne since you have been up the South Fork side and down the Pagossa side.
Especially when you are in a 1940's peterbuilt haulin' a load of cluckers! HA!
No, it is very pretty coming down Wolf Creek Pass...but I'll tell you it looks a lot different covered in snow and ice than it does in this video! Which is the only way I've seen it....
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