o dig from Wildfire by The Woodshedders

billy brown crown wearing bags on his shoulder caught chimeras for the kids in the town while fellas in umbrellas said to fortunate tellers that thered be no news to go around underneath the thunderdome some gnomes with a microphone psyched out the bikers and bands then the bad brain motorcade cattled with the old brigade up on the trans am see the boy in the wig o dig daphne kissed the banker with the ballet in his wallet while they rapped with the diplomat and the drunken politician they were wishing he would listen through the covers when they called him a rat and half dead wonderbread thundered what the daddy did and made off with the money machine but the silk throat billy goat he never caught a single note the tightrope was under his knees it was doing a jig o dig jenny lit the mezzanine the jim beam beauty queen 1975 snowhair he was under there folding up his folding chair again on the merry go ride with cocaine puddintane pulling on the wooden chain up and down the set so we stocked the shoot with birds in boots and they rolled up a jumbo jet see it was great big o dig

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