Something 'Bout Pimpin'
Jerry Reed
from Smokey and the Bandit
Eastbound and down, loaded up and truckin'
Ah we gonna do what they say can't be done
We've got a long way to go, and a short time to get there
I'm eastbound, just watch old Bandit run
Keep your foot hard on the pedal
Son, never mind them brakes
Let it all hang out cause we got a run to make
The boys are thirsty in Atlanta
and there's beer in Texarkana
We'll bring it back no matter what it takes
Eastbound and down, loaded up and truckin'
Ah we gonna do what they say can't be done
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Tension Makes a Tangle
[ music: John Lombardo/lyric: Natalie Merchant ]
as frail hinges
pivot on a case's door
commemorative
souvenirs from places
containers change
with each occasion
a cellophane encased
display of paper
certificate
to credit years of service
a tool of central enterprises
the early hope
for permanence
the words
the rings
consistency
the social security
a miracle is high tragedy
thought mistaken
for a memory
clear the dust from
smiles in boxes
pass a patterned wall
recall their voices
a local post
will list your friends
in order of
disappearance
the lawn scattered
tins feed birds
a portion baked for
absent guests
and the mass edition icon
God sent comfort
your salvation
but who grants absolution
for sins that
never were committed
tension makes a tangle
of each thought
becomes an inconvenience
sound as it never penetrates
as servile edges
break and
feint
thought mistaken
for a memory
a dress length
assassination
a fractured family tie
another christening
christening
christening
christening