Fine Leather Truck — текст песни (Gourds)

Whippoorwill won`t ya listen
To my roaming story
We started out frying
up a morning glory
I tell you `bout the things ya like t№know I found
& how the moon woke us up with a jigglin` sound
In my fine leather truck

So I rolled up my dirty red pants
Took my shoes off
Crossed my legs when I danced
I did the hyena, the milkman and the fox-trot
We smoked our last then headed for the Pine Knot
In my fine leather truck

Then the rain came down
& soaked us all up
Could not keep the technology
from suckin` us up
Spiderman was all I could remember then
We crossed the walls
& left that ugly town
In my fine leather truck