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Logan Henry © 2011

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He was born in the backseat of a yellow taxi cab
But he couldn't pay the meter 'cause he didn't have his trousers on yet and left his wallet in his other pants
His papa was an exhaust manifold you know his old lady was a tree
He'll kill you when he's sleeping but everything is innocent when you dream

He drives an '88 Oldsmobile, takes four quarts of Pennzoil a week
He walks like a spider, keeps his devil on a leash
He growls, at that ol' cueball lookin' moon
And he acts like a doctor, whenever there's a nurse in the room

He keeps his Shocktop all in a row
Got the body of a broomstick, face of a crow
His nicotine stained fingers got that viceroy grip
This is the ode to the oddball kid

He lives at the old fire station on Hennepin and Squaller
People always call him and say "Hey man my house is burning down," he just tells them "You got the wrong number"
He's got the tattoo of an eagle, spread all across his chest
But on a body like his it looks like a robin at best

He keeps his Shocktop all in a row
Got the body of a broomstick, face of a crow
His nicotine stained fingers got that viceroy grip
This is the ode to the oddball kid

He's a stumblin', fumblin', stubble chinned bum
Who looks like he traded his last pint of blood for some bourbon at the pub
Broken liver, broken lungs, you know he got a broken heart
At first it was hard, but now he's used to it and got it down to an art

He quit his job getting beat up as a bouncer to be a singer and piano player too
He even got to open up for ol' Buffalo Bob and the Howdy Doody Review
With devil horns, angel wings, dry ice and cardboard cut outs for a band
When he sings it sounds like the circulating of oil in the ol' rundown engine of a '65 Chevrolet that hasn't been started all winter, man

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from Logan Henry & the New Frontier, released March 13, 2011

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