Plastic Jesus/Fall Line/Spring Wind - Jack Johnson
I don't care if it rains or freezes,
as long as i've got my plastic jesus
sitting on the dashboard of my car.
it comes in colours pink and pleasant
it glows in the dark cause its iradescent
I'll take it with me whenever i go far
so give me my lady madonna
dressed in rhinestones and sittin on a
pedestal of abalone shells
drivin 90 but im not scared
because i've got my virgin mary
assuring me that i will never go to hell
And by the way
You know the hope will make you strange
Make you blink make you blank make you sink
It will make you afraid of change
And often blame
The box with the view of the world
And the ones who fill the frame
I turn it up but then I turn it off
Because I can't stand when they start to talk
About the hurt and the killing
And the shoes that we're filling
The damage and ruin
Man the things that we're doing
We gotta stop, we gotta turn it all off
We gotta rewind and start it up again
Because we fell across the fall line
Ain't there nothing sacred any more?
Somebody saw him jump, yeah
But nobody saw him slip
I guess he lost a lot of hope
And then he lost a grip
But now he's lying in the freeway
In the middle of this mess
Guess we lost another one
Just like the other one
Optimistic hypocrite
That didn't have the nerve to quit
The things that kept him wanting more
He finally reached the core
Because we fell across the fall line
Ain't there nothing sacred any more?
we fell across the fall line
Ain't there nothing sacred any more?
All my friends are gettin' older,
I guess i must be too
Without their love and kindness,
I - I don't know what I'll doooo oh
The wine bottle's half empty,
The money's all been spent
We're a cross between our parents and
Hippies in a tent oh
Love calls just like a wild bird,
It's just another day
Spring wind blew my list of
things to do away.
In a mucked-up lovely river,
I cast my little fly,
but i look at that river and i smell it
and it makes me want to cry oh
To clean our dirty planet,
now there's a noble wish,
now i'm puttin' my shoulder to the wheel,
'cause i wanna catch some fish.
Love calls just like a wild bird,
It's just another day
Spring wind blew my list of
things to do away.
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