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Description
Lead Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Keyboards, Composer, Lyricist: Joe Jerome Newman
Mixing Engineer, Producer: Carlos de la Garza
Composer Lyricist: Joe Jerome Newman
Lyrics and translation
Original
Thirty thousand horsepower tied to both arms.
They disappear and I ride around like a down car loan.
Not to be trusted, not to be trusted.
Turn this ocean liner 'round towards that sun.
Full steam ahead to the ram that took me months to build and set up.
Not to be -trusted, not to be trusted.
-Have you ever seen a man wear eyeliner in dusty rose?
Brush me down like a horse, baby, whispering, "I'll be
Montana, you'll be Idaho.
" She's a pioneering work in mass concrete.
She shadows my dreams and pulls me in as I run away.
Not to be trusted, not to be trusted.
Turn this ocean liner 'round towards that sun.
Full steam ahead to the ram that took me months to build and set up.
Not to be trusted, not to be trusted.
I give rides across the low -tide, a child is close to me, yeah.
-You're a mouse, yeah, in a -field where the cats stay up.
-Feed me apples with a fat palm, a child is -close to me, yeah.
-You're a mouse, yeah, you're a -mouse, yeah.
-Have you ever seen a man wear eyeliner in dusty rose?
Brush me down like a horse, baby, whispering, "I'll be
Montana, you'll be Idaho. "
Brush me down like a horse, baby, whispering, "I'll be
Montana, you'll be Idaho.
I'll be Montana, you'll be Idaho.
I'll be Montana, you'll be
Idaho. "