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Springs and dropped and led you to the western Colorado desert and the
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Utah desert all in darkness now as we fumed and screamed
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in our mountain nook, mad, drunken Americans
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in the mighty land.
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We were on the roof of America and all we could do was yell I
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guess across the night, eastward over the plains where
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somewhere an old man with white hair was probably walking towards us with
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the word and would arrive any minute and make us silent.
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Their yell at the top of the world seems to Sal something that calls
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for a replacement; it calls for some other prophet to
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come walking ragged towards them and make them fall silent with his word.
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But, in the meantime, what you have is the continual