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So It Goes

from Outlaw Style by St. Peter's Dog

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Chop-chop!
The oak that stood
Centuries was downed for wood
To build a fire

Wood to build a fire
Wood to build a…

Boom-boom!
The thunder rolled
The whip cracked, the oxen pulled
Onward
Split the earth, onward
Split the earth

Bang-bang!
The bandits rang-
Out and sang in an affected twang
Saddle-
Up for the battle
Saddle, saddle

Elsewhere
In the orchard
The widow screams she’s been tortured
At no one
No one, not a soul, none
No one, nada

Feel it turn
Feel it burn

In the sand where the tide recedes
Giving back what she received
Plastic
Coca-Cola bottles
Coca-Cola

The reaper said to the loon
“Squeeze the glow from the moon
For every
Silver drop is holy
Every, every”

“What’s that? How’s it go?”
“If you have to ask you’ll never know
Nothing
Never know, nothing
Nothing, nada”

Pretty soon
Not too long
Like the dusk becomes the dawn
Aimless
Nameless and tossed-out
Forgotten and washed-out

Feel it turn
Feel it burn

Feel it turn
Feel it burn

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from Outlaw Style, released May 20, 2022

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