Spanish Pipedream Blues (2022)

Early November
Ushering winter
A witch on a broom flying low
Cackling aloud and ascends to the clouds
With a harvest of a ballots in tow

The fall fell with promise
With lies that seemed honest
While the cotton filled the washing machine
Stains of yellow and blue down a drain in a ruse
A rinse and a spin and it's clean

Once a wise man sang blow up your TV
And trash the newspaper you read
But now I'm from drones
Taking hammers to phones
And I'm longing for a Spanish Pipedream

Dub dub trilogy
What am I to believe?
Do you have my best interests in mind?
When you pardon the wicked and damn all the righteous
And damage our sons in due time

Mockingbirds share the news
Just like bread through a goose
With a curtain still veiled o'er a show
A song, dance, singing "give peace a chance"
Until a false flag is raised on a pole

Once a wise man sang blow up your TV
And trash the newspaper you read
But now I'm from drones
Taking hammers to phones
And I'm longing for Spanish Pipedreams



Credits
Writer(s): Evan Floyd
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