Paroles The Ballad of Blaze the Naked Gunslinger de Soda Jerk

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Textes et Paroles de The Ballad of Blaze the Naked Gunslinger



Once upon a time there was a boy named Blaze
Running 'round naked was how he spent his days
Lived in a town where no one understood
Streaking was a business, and business was good

One day that naked rascal was smoking some weeds
That grew in a garden from marijuana seeds
All over town, how that pot smoke stunk
Then came some cowboys to wrangle that punk

Well he jumped off his porch and he ran up the street
And since he was nude, the ground bruised his feet
Soon those boys caught up and they took him to the grass
Yeah, they punched him down and they kicked him in the ass

Stop...drop...roll

Well, our friend Blaze was big and tough
But his legs done got snapped and his junk got all scuffed
Them wicked cowboys was getting kinda tired
So they doused him in whiskey, set his ass on fire

Stop...drop...roll

Maybe it was the devil, telled them boys to do it
Some say they was just mad from smoking on a hookah
But wrong is wrong, and ne'er the 'tween shall meet
Now that murdered soul hunts the streets for cowboy meat

Naked and roasting, still to this day
Roams the streets of old Milford, making them sinners pay
So if your daddy's a cowboy, you'd best stay awake
'Cause Blaze is coming, for Jesus' sake

Stop...drop...roll

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