Purple Gas
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โฑ๏ธ 3:00 duration
๐ ID: 20925795
๐ Lyrics
I've got plates for Purple Gas
'Bout the only break I catch
But I am not the kind of man
To blame the dealer on a losing hand
Have a lone star in my eye
The darker the sky, the brighter it shines
Pump jack cheques and baler twine
A ton of grit or maybe it's spite
And if I weren't a flatland boy, I'd say I have a hill
A hill that I will die upon if the climb don't get me killed
If there were such heights around here for a guy to lay his pride
Maybe I'd rest before I died if I weren't a flatland boy
If I weren't a flatland boy
I hammer down, hair straight back
World blurs past, tell me, how's it that
My horizon line's static?
I guess at least it's a sure bet
Was taught to not throw the first fist
But if you take a hit, finish that son-of-a-bitch
In a life having the upper hand's a myth
Your only fighting chance is too stubborn to quit
And if I weren't a flatland boy, I'd say I have a hill
A hill that I will die upon if the climb don't get me killed
If there were such heights around here for a guy to lay his pride
Maybe I'd rest before I died if I weren't a flatland boy
If I weren't a flatland boy
Retired rail ties, point-nine wire
Neighbor kid on the fencin' pliers
Fargo that turns over fine
At 40 below if you cuss it right
A sly thumb of rye sometimes
Keep a bottle hid with the Bio-Mycin
You can dull the edge, you can look ahead
But can't get there, it goes on forever
Oh, it just goes on forever
You keep your head down, it goes on forever
But I've got plates for purple gas
I've got plates for purple gas
'Bout the only break I catch
But I am not the kind of man
To blame the dealer on a losing hand
Have a lone star in my eye
The darker the sky, the brighter it shines
Pump jack cheques and baler twine
A ton of grit or maybe it's spite
And if I weren't a flatland boy, I'd say I have a hill
A hill that I will die upon if the climb don't get me killed
If there were such heights around here for a guy to lay his pride
Maybe I'd rest before I died if I weren't a flatland boy
If I weren't a flatland boy
I hammer down, hair straight back
World blurs past, tell me, how's it that
My horizon line's static?
I guess at least it's a sure bet
Was taught to not throw the first fist
But if you take a hit, finish that son-of-a-bitch
In a life having the upper hand's a myth
Your only fighting chance is too stubborn to quit
And if I weren't a flatland boy, I'd say I have a hill
A hill that I will die upon if the climb don't get me killed
If there were such heights around here for a guy to lay his pride
Maybe I'd rest before I died if I weren't a flatland boy
If I weren't a flatland boy
Retired rail ties, point-nine wire
Neighbor kid on the fencin' pliers
Fargo that turns over fine
At 40 below if you cuss it right
A sly thumb of rye sometimes
Keep a bottle hid with the Bio-Mycin
You can dull the edge, you can look ahead
But can't get there, it goes on forever
Oh, it just goes on forever
You keep your head down, it goes on forever
But I've got plates for purple gas
I've got plates for purple gas
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:06.07] I've got plates for Purple Gas
[00:08.51] 'Bout the only break I catch
[00:12.26] But I am not the kind of man
[00:15.38] To blame the dealer on a losing hand
[00:18.49] Have a lone star in my eye
[00:21.57] The darker the sky, the brighter it shines
[00:25.00] Pump jack cheques and baler twine
[00:28.13] A ton of grit or maybe it's spite
[00:34.02] And if I weren't a flatland boy, I'd say I have a hill
[00:40.11] A hill that I will die upon if the climb don't get me killed
[00:46.48] If there were such heights around here for a guy to lay his pride
[00:52.30] Maybe I'd rest before I died if I weren't a flatland boy
[01:00.45] If I weren't a flatland boy
[01:05.46] I hammer down, hair straight back
[01:08.65] World blurs past, tell me, how's it that
[01:11.75] My horizon line's static?
[01:15.29] I guess at least it's a sure bet
[01:18.32] Was taught to not throw the first fist
[01:21.12] But if you take a hit, finish that son-of-a-bitch
[01:24.73] In a life having the upper hand's a myth
[01:27.38] Your only fighting chance is too stubborn to quit
[01:33.23] And if I weren't a flatland boy, I'd say I have a hill
[01:40.10] A hill that I will die upon if the climb don't get me killed
[01:46.22] If there were such heights around here for a guy to lay his pride
[01:52.43] Maybe I'd rest before I died if I weren't a flatland boy
[02:00.28] If I weren't a flatland boy
[02:05.27] Retired rail ties, point-nine wire
[02:08.66] Neighbor kid on the fencin' pliers
[02:12.09] Fargo that turns over fine
[02:14.73] At 40 below if you cuss it right
[02:17.98] A sly thumb of rye sometimes
[02:21.06] Keep a bottle hid with the Bio-Mycin
[02:24.15] You can dull the edge, you can look ahead
[02:27.13] But can't get there, it goes on forever
[02:30.95] Oh, it just goes on forever
[02:33.74] You keep your head down, it goes on forever
[02:43.10] But I've got plates for purple gas
[02:48.86] I've got plates for purple gas
[02:53.68]
[00:08.51] 'Bout the only break I catch
[00:12.26] But I am not the kind of man
[00:15.38] To blame the dealer on a losing hand
[00:18.49] Have a lone star in my eye
[00:21.57] The darker the sky, the brighter it shines
[00:25.00] Pump jack cheques and baler twine
[00:28.13] A ton of grit or maybe it's spite
[00:34.02] And if I weren't a flatland boy, I'd say I have a hill
[00:40.11] A hill that I will die upon if the climb don't get me killed
[00:46.48] If there were such heights around here for a guy to lay his pride
[00:52.30] Maybe I'd rest before I died if I weren't a flatland boy
[01:00.45] If I weren't a flatland boy
[01:05.46] I hammer down, hair straight back
[01:08.65] World blurs past, tell me, how's it that
[01:11.75] My horizon line's static?
[01:15.29] I guess at least it's a sure bet
[01:18.32] Was taught to not throw the first fist
[01:21.12] But if you take a hit, finish that son-of-a-bitch
[01:24.73] In a life having the upper hand's a myth
[01:27.38] Your only fighting chance is too stubborn to quit
[01:33.23] And if I weren't a flatland boy, I'd say I have a hill
[01:40.10] A hill that I will die upon if the climb don't get me killed
[01:46.22] If there were such heights around here for a guy to lay his pride
[01:52.43] Maybe I'd rest before I died if I weren't a flatland boy
[02:00.28] If I weren't a flatland boy
[02:05.27] Retired rail ties, point-nine wire
[02:08.66] Neighbor kid on the fencin' pliers
[02:12.09] Fargo that turns over fine
[02:14.73] At 40 below if you cuss it right
[02:17.98] A sly thumb of rye sometimes
[02:21.06] Keep a bottle hid with the Bio-Mycin
[02:24.15] You can dull the edge, you can look ahead
[02:27.13] But can't get there, it goes on forever
[02:30.95] Oh, it just goes on forever
[02:33.74] You keep your head down, it goes on forever
[02:43.10] But I've got plates for purple gas
[02:48.86] I've got plates for purple gas
[02:53.68]