Saturday, November 19, 2005

years go by and though we may try you can't bring them back home again


i really just don't know what to say about today yet

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Possum
phish

I come from atop the mountain baby
Where the people come to pray
I come from atop the mountain baby
Where the people come to pray
There ain't no truth in action
'Less you believe it anyway

I was riding down the road one day and
Someone hit a possum
I was riding down the road one day and
Someone hit a possum
The road was his end
His end was the road
So they say

Whoa possum...
possum, possum...
POSSUM
Whoa possum...
possum, possum...
POSSUM
Whoa possum, possum
Your end is the road

I was riding down the road one day and
Someone hit a possum
I was riding down the road one day and
Someone hit a possum
The road was his end
His end was the road
So they say

Whoa possum...
possum, possum...
POSSUM
Whoa possum...
possum, possum...
POSSUM
Whoa possum,
Your end is the road
Whoa possum, possum
Your end is the road

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