Allison from XLEP by cpnpc

I can see the ocean from here and all the trash that’s coming on in with the tide
America it has no lights the cities left to carrion bloody stragglers
I would cross from new orleans into the burned out husk they’re calling old california
I would ride the ragged earth across the ghastly ruins of man’s creation
Allison i am waiting like the tommy gun in turtle’s hands dangerous
Remember when they try they come and try to sink my ship
Allison allison i am waiting
Supplies are dwindling here famine casts a silver crown around us
Some son of adam just might shamble up and ask you for a spare rib
And everywhere around you people are crying they’re wailing and pulling their hair out

• Punk
• country
• folk
• garage
• punk rock
• rock-n-roll
• New Orleans