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An American Prayer 1978
The Hitchhiker текст песни

The Hitchhiker

Thoughts in time and out of season
The hitchhiker
Stood by the side of the road
And leveled his thumb
In the calm calculus of reason

Hi. how you doin'? I just got back into town l.a.
I was out on the desert for awhile

Riders on the storm

Yeah. in the middle of it

Riders on the storm

Right...

Into this world we're born

Hey, listen, man, I really got a problem

Into this world we're thrown

When I was out on the desert, ya know

Like a dog without a bone

An actor out on loan

I don't know how to tell you

Riders on the storm

But, ah, I killed somebody

There's a killer on the road

No...

His brain is squirming like a toad

It's no big deal, ya know

I don't think anybody will find out about it, but...

Take a long holiday

Just, ah...

Let your children play

This guy gave me a ride, and ah...

If you give this man a ride

Started giving me a lot of trouble

Sweet family will die

And I just couldn't take it, ya know

Killer on the road

And I wasted him

Yeah


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