"7 Honky-Tonk Motels" genre: Alternative General
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	CD: Casey Just Credits: Written and Composed by Casey Just Christensen.
	Lyrics No vacancy at the 7th Honky-Tonk Motel I never went too far to where I couldn't get back on my own Times are getting heavy too many times to come If I were to quit to keep changin' my ways Would at least I see some better days? I don't know Mormon crickets are on their way, they're on the march, the crops are all gone This town's a shitty little trip in a demented singsong Where virtual insanity flows in the water, the river and under the bridge Now you can see the cult's fire from the top of the ridge I'd love to see the people in this town If they happened to find out what's really goin' down The place I live in it's over the hills It's free of pimps & junkies & needles & pills Loadies 'n missionaries got memebership in the church of lsd I watch the congregation driven on desecration Sometimes it's hard to understand what they really are sayin' When I'm trippin' & a illin' & a willin' to be I want to be losin' these reds 'n blues behind me Yeah but do you speak loady? My white trash interpreter says shit like "ain 't & cause & what fer & dude" Mollies be preachin', "yer ignernt & rude" Yeah but do ya speak loady? Membership in the church of lsd "N I'm trippin' & a illin' & a willin' to be In the & 7th Honky-Tonk Motel Well I'm trippin', illin', 'n I'm a willin' to be Trippin', illin', 'n willin' to be in the 7th Honky-Tonk Motel

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