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Textes et Paroles de Ballad Of Marshall Ledbetter




Six hundred sixty six, Dunkin' Donuts
A twenty inch veggie pizza from Gumby's
Extra jalapenos on the side
And a case of Asahi Dry

I wish to speak with Timothy Leary
Lemmy, Jello, and Ice Cube Too
Carton of Lucky's with filters
And bring a CNN news crew

Talahasse, Florida
Four AM, June 14, '91
Capitol Building's occupied
Broke the glass, walked right inside

Wouldn't be advisable to enter
You don't know the number of hostiles
Or it anyone's got guns
Or is there's hostages

?
This whole world is disturbing me
I wanna cut a rap record each month
And mail my little pinkie to George Bush


Sharpshooters on surrounding roofs
Traffic blocked off by SWAT troops
Evacuate the people inside
Pretend we're CNN, say Leary's died

I just want to speak my mind
More to you than just one sound bite

Twelve forty five, he emerged unharmed
J.D. in one hand, in the other, cigars
Hendrix t-shirt and his underwear on
Guess what, he never had no gun

Agh, agh
Where are my friends
Where are you
Where are you
I can't believe it's come to this

I only broadcast my freakout to the world
I was a prisoner for twenty two years
When I broke through that door, I was free
Not to mention pretty damn lucky
(Nowadays, boy, you'd just get shot)

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