ON THE HORIZON

 ON THE HORIZON

TREKKIN FOR DAYS THRU THE HILLS OF NEVADA AIN'T FOUND NOTHIN YET
WHO WOULD OF THOUGHT IT WOULD RAIN TERRA-COTTA OUR FEET ARE SOAKIN WET
OFFER ME ONE GOOD REASON, WE DON'T TURN BACK, WE'RE DRENCHED AND WE'RE FREEZIN
CONVINCE ME AGAIN IF YOU'RE ABLE, THIS MAP IS A FRAUD, THE STORY'S A FABLE

THUNDERBOLTS ON THE HORIZON, WHO ARE WE SET ON SURPRISIN
TALES OF CANYONS FULL OF SILVER, MESAS TOPPED WITH GOLD
WE'LL BE RICH IF WE DON'T DIE FROM THIS BLOODY COLD

FOUR MORE DAYS OF GRITS AND GRANOLA LISTENIN TO THIS FOOL
HE'S FIXIN TO FRY OUR BOOTS IN CANOLA, ALL THAT'S LEFT IS THE MULE
SO DUMP THAT TANNING LOTION, IF YOU'VE GOT A PLAN THEN LET'S PUT IT IN MOTION
I RECKON WE BETTER BE HIDIN, LET'S HEAD FOR THE GULCH, I'M KEEN ON SURVIVIN

FUNNEL CLOUDS ON THE HORIZON, WHO ARE WE SET ON SURPRISIN
RATTLESNAKES AND TURKEY VULTURES, RAZOR CHAPPARAL
WE'LL BE RICH IF WE DON'T DIE IN THIS FROZEN HELL

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