Sheriff Ochs Lyrics - Kind Of Like Spitting

I just finished a book with its cover torn and its pages worn. 

The story starts on the day you were born in the city. 

Where movie houses stood 

Raised on Elvis and Hollywood. 

The bad guys bad and the good guys good 

And the weight of the worlds is always on the sheriff's 

shoulders, 

There was life in the little house 

Above the hospital for the dying, 

So I will keep singing, 

I will keep fishing for some words in the water all around me 

The house of home shook and as the shelter broke you got a 

good long look 

At a country and class run by buzzards and crooks 

Mississippi! Mississippi! 

Through CIA and Klan 

Through McCarth's damn blacklist, Nixon, and Nam 

They tear-gassed the students but you had a plan 

And the weight of the world is on the sheriff's 

shoulders 

There was life in the little house, 

Above the hospital for the dying. 

So I will keep singing, 

I will keep fishing for some words in this water all around me