Little America Lyrics - Reckoning - Rem

I can't see myself at thirty, I don't buy a lacquered thirty 

Caught like flies, preserved for tomorrow's jewelry, again 

Lighted in the amber yard, a green shellback, green shellback 

Preserved for tomorrow's eyes, in a tree beer tar-black br'er sap 

The biggest wagon is the empty wagon is the noisiest 

The consul a horse, Jefferson, I think we're lost 

Who will tend the farm museums, who will dust today's belongings 

Who will sweep the floor, hedging near the givens 

Rally round your leaders it's the mediator season 

Diane is on the beach, do you realize the life she's led 

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The biggest wagon is the empty wagon is the noisiest 

The consul a horse, oh man, I think we're lost 

The biggest wagon is the empty wagon is the noisiest 

A matter of course, Jefferson, drive 

Lighted in the amber yard, a green shellback, green shellback 

Skylight, sty-tied, Nero pie-tied, in a tree tar-black br'er sap 

Reason has harnessed the tame, a lodging, not stockader's game 

Another Greenville, another Magic Mart, Jeffer, grab your fiddle 

The biggest wagon is the empty wagon is the noisiest 

The consul a horse, Jefferson, I think we're lost 

The biggest wagon is the empty wagon is the noisiest 

The consul a horse, Jefferson, I think we're lost, lost