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Quonset Hut Soul

Sometimes it seem like life
is wasted on the world we know,
mankind was better off before we showed up.
Like all the wasted lives
and all the pain and all the tears
would all just disappear if we was blowed up.

Times like these if everything
we know went up in smoke,
if we would stop to think, we wouldn't risk it.
But who the hell am I
to second-guess some crazy fool
who's never even eat a buttered biscuit?

I gotta git on down the road
I got a nail on a pole
I got a jaw full of Skoal
I got a quonset hut soul

Sometimes it seem like
love is wasted on the ones we know,
and we was better off before love showed up.
Count all the wasted nights
and all the dates and all the beers
and all the plastic gals that you blowed up.

I gotta git on down the road
I got a cereal bowl
I gotta kick me a goal
I got a quonset hut soul

Times like these if everything
we knew went up in smoke,
if we could get 'em back, we wouldn't risk it.
But who the hell are we
to intervene, in other words,
just who the hell are you
to eat my biscuit?

I gotta git down the road
I gotta dig me a hole
I'm gonna make like a mole
I got a quonset hut soul

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from Choice Doyce: The Best of Doyce Whisanant, released April 1, 2010

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