Parish Pump
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In this simple small talk town
One sixty miles from anywhere
The wind kicks up a dust storm, dance
The fat green silos standing tall
The white folk here, they're so intimate
They know each other's every move
And each family's golden heritage is steeped in pioneering deeds
And so
I don't care what you say to make me stay
'Cause I'm leaving here tonight
The friendly smiles in the parish pump, it's Anglican in every way
They don't see that drink is a problem
Here, though it's broken many a home
Across the road by the pale green house
It smells light with perfume flowers
And underneath all the small talk there lies a gun beneath every bed
And so, I don't care what you say to make me stay
'Cause I'm leaving here tonight
On my way
My new adventure every single day
The seeming harmlessness of things
Belies a firm, hard hand of bigotry
And it floats amongst the dry north
Winds and then rears its ugly head
But I don't care what you say to make me stay
'Cause I'm leaving here tonight
But I don't care what you say to make me stay
'Cause I'm leaving here tonight
On my way
My new adventure every single day