The Sign of the Southern Cross - Huck Finn | Текст песни

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• The Sign of the Southern Cross
• Huck Finn

VERSE 1:
Unsuppressed by the dog day heat
Won’t be damned by the city lights
A life – style – that makes a man unimaginably basic
Unplugged from the grid-plight
Of electric sight…

CHORUS:
LORD OF HIS LIFE
MAN OF HIS TIME
GOD OF A FADING CULTURE…

WHAT COULD BE MORE BEAUTIFUL?

VERSE 2:
Down to earth back woods kin folk
Simplified, bare necessities, purified blood lines
Hog – tied – ceremonial scrapings of the swine
White lightning beneath black skies
And everything’s fine until the moonshine – RUNS DRY…

(That’s right…)

CHORUS:
LORD OF HIS LIFE
MAN OF HIS TIME
GOD OF A FADING CULTURE…

WHAT COULD BE MORE BEAUTIFUL?

LORD OF HIS LIFE
MAN OF HIS TIME
GOD OF A FADING CULTURE…

WHAT COULD BE MORE BEAUTIFUL?
BUT THOSE DAYS ARE OVER…

BRIDGE:
HUCK FINN…

I’M THE KING OF THE MOUNTAIN…
I’M THE KING OF THE MOUNTAIN…

(But those days are over now…)
CHORUS:
LORD OF HIS LIFE
MAN OF HIS TIME
GOD OF A FADING CULTURE…

WHAT COULD BE MORE BEAUTIFUL?

LORD OF HIS LIFE
MAN OF HIS TIME
GOD OF A FADING CULTURE…

WHAT COULD BE MORE BEAUTIFUL?
HUCK FINN…