Plastic Jesus Fall Line Spring Wind

Jack Johnson

Composición de: Jack Johnson
I don't care if it rains or freezes
as long as I've got my plastic Jesus
sitting on the dashboard of my car
it comes in colors pink and pleasant
it glows in the dark cause it's iridescent
I'll take it with me whenever I go far
so give me my lady Madonna  
dressed in rhinestones and sitting on a  
pedestal of abalone shells  
driving 90 but I'm not scared  
'cause I've got my Virgin Mary  
assuring me that I will never go to hell 

And by the way You know that  
hope will make you strange  
Make you blink, make you blank, make you sink  
It will make you afraid of change 
And often blame  
The box with the view of the world  
And the walls that fill the frame  
I turn it up  
but then I turn it off  
Because I can't stand when they start to talk  
About the hurting and killing  
Whose shoes are we filling  
The damage and ruin  
Man, the things that we're doing  
Good god, We gotta stop, we gotta turn it all off  
We gotta rewind  
and start it up again  
Because we fell across the fall line  
Ain't there nothing sacred anymore 

Nana nana nana na 

Somebody saw him jump  
But nobody saw him slip  
I guess he lost a lot of hope  
And then he lost his grip  
Now he's lying in the freeway  
In the middle of this mess  
Guess we lost another one  
Just like the other one  
Optimistic hypocrite  
That didn't have the nerve to quit  
The things that kept him wanting more  
Until he finally reached the core  
He fell across the fall line  
Ain't there nothing sacred anymore 
We all fell across the fall line  
Ain't there nothing sacred anymore 
 
Nana nana nana na 
Nana nana nana na 
 
All my friends are getting older,
I guess I must be too.
Without their love and kindness
I don't want I'll do
Oh the wine bottle's half empty
The money's all been spent
We're a cross between our parents
And hippies in a tent.
Oh, Love calls just like the wild birds
It's just another day
Spring blew my list of things to do away.
In a mucked up lovely river
I cast my little fly
But I look at that river and I smell it and
it makes me want to cry, Oh
To clean our dirty planet
Now there's a noble wish 
And now I'm putting shoulder to the wheel
Cause I wanna catch some fish, Oh
Love calls just like the wild birds
It's just another day
Spring blew my list of things to do away.
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