Tape from California Lyrics

Pre>e

Whos that coming down the road

D a

A sailor from the sea

D f#m

He looks a lot like me

E g e

Id know him anywhere, had to stare

Feathers at his fingertips

D a

A halo round his spine

D f#m

He must have lost his mind

E g

He should be put away, right away

C#m

In the corner of the night

D bm

He handed me his waterpipe

F#m bm e

His eyes were searching deep inside my head

Heres what he said

Am

Sorry I cant stop and talk now

D

Im in kind of a hurry anyhow

C g a e

But Ill send you a tape from california

New york city has exploded and its crashed upon my head

I dove beneath the bed

Fighting, biting nails, turning pale

The landlords at my window

And the burglars at my door

I cant take it anymore

I guess Ill have to fly, its worth a try

Someones banging on the wall

But theres no party to recall

The singer of the shadows of his soul

So hes been told

Sorry I cant stop and talk now

Im in kind of a hurry anyhow

But Ill send you a tape from california

D c d c

From the mirror of my mantle to the velvet on my bed

D c am e

Trapped upon a stolen stage, a barrymore at best(? )

A ga g

My rhymes are all repeating, ballads growing blind

G#m a f#m b7 e

Words have turned to water, the women turned to wine

The draft board is debating if theyd like to take my life
Phil Ochs - Tape from California - http://motolyrics.com/phil-ochs/tape-from-california-lyrics.html
Id sooner take a wife and have raise a child or two

Wouldnt you?

Peace has turned to poison

The flag has blown a fuse

Even courage is confused

And now all the brave are in the grave

Century is bending(? )

Have a very happy ending

To the victor go the ashes of the spoil

Seeds in the soil

Sorry I cant stop and talk now

Im in kind of a hurry anyhow

But Ill send you a tape from california

The flower-power fuller brush man

Is farming out his friends

I stabbed him with my stem

And then I tapped his toes with my rose

He crawled around inside himself

Now hes crawling after me

Dropping acid in my tea

He wants to save his soul

Rock and roll

One of us must understand

Its not the drug that makes the man

Then a poster of a movie star walked by

He must have been high

Sorry I cant stop and talk now

Im in kind of a hurry anyhow

But Ill send you a tape from california

Half the world is crazy and the other half is scared

Maddonas do the minuet for the naked millionaires

The anarchists are rising while were racing for the moon

It doesnt take a seer to see that the scene is coming soon

So whos that coming down the road

A sailor from the sea

He looks a lot like me

Id know him anywhere

Had to stare

A fire around his fingertips

A song around his spine

He must have found his mind

He should be put away

Anyway

Surrounded by the slaughter

Now Im boarding(? ) at the border

When the echoes of my ecstacy appear

Wish I was here

Sorry I cant stop and talk now

Im in kind of a hurry anyhow

But Ill send you a tape from california

/pre>