Long Road Out Of Eden
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โฑ๏ธ 10:17 duration
๐ ID: 2132956
๐ Lyrics
Moon shining down through the palms
Shadows moving on the sand
Somebody whispering the twenty-third psalm
Dusty rifle in his trembling hands
Somebody trying just to stay alive
He got promises to keep
Over the ocean in America
Far away and fast asleep
Silent stars blinking in the blackness of an endless sky
Cold silver satellites, ghostly caravans passing by
Galaxies unfolding, new world's being born
Pilgrims and prodigals creeping toward the dawn
And it's a long road out of Eden
Music blasting from an SUV
On a bright and sunny day
Rolling down the interstate
In the good old USA
Having lunch at The Petroleum Club
Smoking fine cigars and swapping lives
He said, "Give me another slice of that barbecued brisket
Give me another piece of that pecan pie"
Freeways flickering, cell phones chiming a tune
We're riding to utopia, road map says we'll be arriving soon
Captains of the old order clinging to the reins
Assuring us these aches inside are only growing pains
But it's a long road out of Eden
Back home, I was so certain the path was very clear
But now I have to wonder what are we doing here
I'm not counting on tomorrow and I can't tell wrong from right
But I'd give anything to be there in your arms tonight
Weaving down the American highway
Through the litter and the wreckage and the cultural junk
Bloated with entitlement, loaded on propaganda
Now we're driving dazed and drunk
Been down the road to Damascus, the road to Mandalay
Met the ghost of Caesar on the Appian way
He said, "It's hard to stop this binging once you get a taste
But the road to empire is a bloody stupid waste"
Behold the bitten apple, the power of the tools
But all the knowledge in the world is of no use to fools
And it's a long road out of Eden
Shadows moving on the sand
Somebody whispering the twenty-third psalm
Dusty rifle in his trembling hands
Somebody trying just to stay alive
He got promises to keep
Over the ocean in America
Far away and fast asleep
Silent stars blinking in the blackness of an endless sky
Cold silver satellites, ghostly caravans passing by
Galaxies unfolding, new world's being born
Pilgrims and prodigals creeping toward the dawn
And it's a long road out of Eden
Music blasting from an SUV
On a bright and sunny day
Rolling down the interstate
In the good old USA
Having lunch at The Petroleum Club
Smoking fine cigars and swapping lives
He said, "Give me another slice of that barbecued brisket
Give me another piece of that pecan pie"
Freeways flickering, cell phones chiming a tune
We're riding to utopia, road map says we'll be arriving soon
Captains of the old order clinging to the reins
Assuring us these aches inside are only growing pains
But it's a long road out of Eden
Back home, I was so certain the path was very clear
But now I have to wonder what are we doing here
I'm not counting on tomorrow and I can't tell wrong from right
But I'd give anything to be there in your arms tonight
Weaving down the American highway
Through the litter and the wreckage and the cultural junk
Bloated with entitlement, loaded on propaganda
Now we're driving dazed and drunk
Been down the road to Damascus, the road to Mandalay
Met the ghost of Caesar on the Appian way
He said, "It's hard to stop this binging once you get a taste
But the road to empire is a bloody stupid waste"
Behold the bitten apple, the power of the tools
But all the knowledge in the world is of no use to fools
And it's a long road out of Eden
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[01:32.21] Moon shining down through the palms
[01:37.04] Shadows moving on the sand
[01:43.27] Somebody whispering the twenty-third psalm
[01:48.82] Dusty rifle in his trembling hands
[01:54.93] Somebody trying just to stay alive
[02:00.44] He got promises to keep
[02:06.41] Over the ocean in America
[02:11.78] Far away and fast asleep
[02:17.62] Silent stars blinking in the blackness of an endless sky
[02:29.43] Cold silver satellites, ghostly caravans passing by
[02:41.54] Galaxies unfolding, new world's being born
[02:46.58] Pilgrims and prodigals creeping toward the dawn
[02:53.06] And it's a long road out of Eden
[03:01.79]
[03:10.90] Music blasting from an SUV
[03:16.54] On a bright and sunny day
[03:22.20] Rolling down the interstate
[03:27.47] In the good old USA
[03:33.88] Having lunch at The Petroleum Club
[03:39.59] Smoking fine cigars and swapping lives
[03:45.30] He said, "Give me another slice of that barbecued brisket
[03:50.73] Give me another piece of that pecan pie"
[03:57.18] Freeways flickering, cell phones chiming a tune
[04:08.46] We're riding to utopia, road map says we'll be arriving soon
[04:19.96] Captains of the old order clinging to the reins
[04:25.72] Assuring us these aches inside are only growing pains
[04:32.24] But it's a long road out of Eden
[04:41.10]
[05:01.83] Back home, I was so certain the path was very clear
[05:06.98] But now I have to wonder what are we doing here
[05:12.72] I'm not counting on tomorrow and I can't tell wrong from right
[05:18.65] But I'd give anything to be there in your arms tonight
[05:25.44]
[07:05.59] Weaving down the American highway
[07:09.73] Through the litter and the wreckage and the cultural junk
[07:15.69] Bloated with entitlement, loaded on propaganda
[07:21.85] Now we're driving dazed and drunk
[07:26.96] Been down the road to Damascus, the road to Mandalay
[07:32.51] Met the ghost of Caesar on the Appian way
[07:38.19] He said, "It's hard to stop this binging once you get a taste
[07:44.27] But the road to empire is a bloody stupid waste"
[07:50.79] Behold the bitten apple, the power of the tools
[07:56.11] But all the knowledge in the world is of no use to fools
[08:02.21] And it's a long road out of Eden
[08:08.92]
[01:37.04] Shadows moving on the sand
[01:43.27] Somebody whispering the twenty-third psalm
[01:48.82] Dusty rifle in his trembling hands
[01:54.93] Somebody trying just to stay alive
[02:00.44] He got promises to keep
[02:06.41] Over the ocean in America
[02:11.78] Far away and fast asleep
[02:17.62] Silent stars blinking in the blackness of an endless sky
[02:29.43] Cold silver satellites, ghostly caravans passing by
[02:41.54] Galaxies unfolding, new world's being born
[02:46.58] Pilgrims and prodigals creeping toward the dawn
[02:53.06] And it's a long road out of Eden
[03:01.79]
[03:10.90] Music blasting from an SUV
[03:16.54] On a bright and sunny day
[03:22.20] Rolling down the interstate
[03:27.47] In the good old USA
[03:33.88] Having lunch at The Petroleum Club
[03:39.59] Smoking fine cigars and swapping lives
[03:45.30] He said, "Give me another slice of that barbecued brisket
[03:50.73] Give me another piece of that pecan pie"
[03:57.18] Freeways flickering, cell phones chiming a tune
[04:08.46] We're riding to utopia, road map says we'll be arriving soon
[04:19.96] Captains of the old order clinging to the reins
[04:25.72] Assuring us these aches inside are only growing pains
[04:32.24] But it's a long road out of Eden
[04:41.10]
[05:01.83] Back home, I was so certain the path was very clear
[05:06.98] But now I have to wonder what are we doing here
[05:12.72] I'm not counting on tomorrow and I can't tell wrong from right
[05:18.65] But I'd give anything to be there in your arms tonight
[05:25.44]
[07:05.59] Weaving down the American highway
[07:09.73] Through the litter and the wreckage and the cultural junk
[07:15.69] Bloated with entitlement, loaded on propaganda
[07:21.85] Now we're driving dazed and drunk
[07:26.96] Been down the road to Damascus, the road to Mandalay
[07:32.51] Met the ghost of Caesar on the Appian way
[07:38.19] He said, "It's hard to stop this binging once you get a taste
[07:44.27] But the road to empire is a bloody stupid waste"
[07:50.79] Behold the bitten apple, the power of the tools
[07:56.11] But all the knowledge in the world is of no use to fools
[08:02.21] And it's a long road out of Eden
[08:08.92]