Lyrics Tankard – Mess In The West
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Out in the west, where the coyotes rest
Lives Ed on a dusty little ranch
400 miles from anything that smiles
Just snakes, tumbleweed
Barrels in an old mine
Waiting for the right time
Seepage into waterways and wells
«Cactus got a red head
And my chicken all dead
I got green spots itchin’ me like hell»
High life in the desert wasteland
There’s a big mess in the west
Dioxin or heavy metal
It’s a big mess in the west
Dump now you’ll be payin’ later
For the big mess in the west
«FUCK Inc., preaches ecology»
Boss smiles, holding up recycled cup
But in the night, when evil’s out of site
His waste goes on west and disappears
Meanwhile in the distance
Ed is kinda’ pissed and
All his cows are growing funny horns
Ed is losing his hair
And he’s full of despair
«Christ Almighty, everything is wrong!»
Out in the west, where the coyotes rest
Lived Ed on a dusty little ranch
400 miles from anything that smiles
And country tapes
Ed was taken east
And no one ever missed him
Had no kids, no relatives, no wife
Then he was dissected
Data were corrected
But they won’t be published on hour life
