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BARNTICIPATION


By Sludge



I stood inside the barn door 
the floor was cold and damp 
if only I could work the lock 
and ease on down the ramp

where the hell had Archie been 
to leave me chained an cold 
sittin in an icey barn 
my innards growing old


I wanna run 
I wanna roll 
I wanna feel the roads outside 
I wanna frap the fragile biznessman 
and frump his snooty bride

I wanna scare a yappy crappy 
and pass a jew canoe 
holler down a hallway 
then break some tread and screw

the ole barn rattled the chain she fell 
the doors they opened wide 
there were roads to everywhere 
this place they called outside

lets break over a horizon 
find a whole new place 
lets feel a tear roll down your cheek 
and blame it on the pace

I was ready 
lets go Archie get me outta here 
I'll clear your head 
I'll make ya smile 
I'll take ya for a beer

he looked at me like he heard me 
and I thought we were gonna go 
then he said 'not today ole girl 
its 12 degrees below'

11-20-02
Sludge
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