Lyrics Ween – That Man (From The Flat Land)
Text:
Biding my time, in a century gone
I’m a dunce, and you are queen
Wagons on wheels, can you dig into this?
I’ve got a fortuneteller willing to feel
A dusty blonde
Came prancing along
And she carried the key to my soul
But laughs an old man
Let her see who I am
And she went with the boy next door
Came prancing along
And she carried the key to my soul
But laughs an old man
Let her see who I am
And she went with the boy next door
Ooh, that man
From the flatland
Took my woman
The heat, it can burn
And the heat, it can turn
A man into a red fire stem
Slowly, we search
For the wagon dust
But the cow
Is screaming in pain
So he came
Like a chill of shame
He smiled when the love
Tore my world down
Maybe the dust
Or her eternal lust
I’ll never know about your flatland song
Ooh, that man
On the flatland
Took my woman
Album
Ween – The Caesar Demos
Ween – I’m Wide Open
Ween – Hello Johnny
Ween – Things You Already Know
Ween – Eulogy For David Anderson
Ween – She Caught My Fancy
Ween – You Can Go Shit In Your Hat (Matt)
Ween – Don’t Let The Moon Catch You Cryin’
Ween – Ambrosia Parsley
Ween – Oh My Little Country Cottage
Ween – That Man (From The Flat Land)
Ween – Linda (The Sexy Dancer)
Ween – Ooh Vah Lah
Ween – Pot Luck