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Pancho 'n Lefty
Where he got the bread to go
Dust that Pancho bit down south
Nobody heard his dying words
Living on the road my friend
Gonna keep you free and clean
But that's the way it goes
Now you wear your skin like iron
Your breath as hard as kerosene
Ended up in Lefty's mouth
All the Federales say
You weren't your mama's only boy
But her favorite one it seemed
They could have had him any day
She began to cry
When you said goodbye
There ain't nobody knows
The day they laid ol Pancho low
They only let him slip away
And sank into your dreams
Pancho was a bandit boy
Out of kindness I suppose
His horse was fast
As polished steel
Lefty split for Ohio
Lefty -- he can't sing the blues
He wore his gun o'side his pants
For all the honest world to feel
All night long like he used to
Pancho met his match you know
On the deserts down in Mexico
Drain Bamage
different tunes- I'll see
cloudbursts
thunder in your
The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is in my head
Remembering
games and daisy
chains and laughs- Got to keep
ear- you shout and no one
You raise the blade- you make
the loonies on the path
The lunatic is in the hall
the change- you rearrange
The lunatics are in my hall
The paper holds their folded
you on the dark side of the moon
seems to hear and if the band
me 'til I'm sane- You lock the
faces to the floor and every
day the paperboy brings more
door and throw away the key
And if the dam breaks open many
years too soon and if there is
you're in starts playing
There's someone in my head
no room upon the hill and if
your head explodes with dark
but it's not me- And if the
forebodings
too I'll see you
on the dark side of the moon
